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January,  Volume  XXXVIII/No.  1 


Dedicated  to  the  Conservation  of  Virginia's 
Wildlife   and    Related    Natural    Resources 


COMMONWEALTH  OF  VIRGINIA 
MILLS  E.GODWIN,  JR., GOVERNOR 

Commission  of  Game  and  Inland  Fisheries 

COMMISSIONERS 

Ralph  L.  Weaver,  Chairman,  IVaynesboro;  John 
P.  Randolph,  Vice  Chairman,  Colonial  Heights; 
James  D.  Bowie,  Bristol;  Edward  E.  Edgar, 
Norfolk;  Frank  F.  Everest,  Jr.  Alexandria;  Doiph 
Hays,  Arlington;  Allan  A.  Hoffman,  M.D., 
Danville;  James  R.  Knight,  Jr.,  D.D.S.,  Warsaw; 
Richard  E.  Watkins,  Richmond; V\l'\\\\am  H.  West, 
Millwood. 


ADMINISTRATIVE  OFFICERS 

Chester  F  Phelps,  Executive  Director;  James  F. 
Mclnteer,  Jr.,  Assistant  Director;  Richard  H. 
Cross,  Jr  ,  Chief.  Game  Division;  Harry  L.  Gillam, 
Chief,  Education  Division;  Jack  M.  Hoffman, 
Chief,  Fish  Division;  John  H.  McLaughlin,  Chief, 
Law  Enforcement;  Sam  J.  Putt,  Chief,  Admini- 
stra  tive  Services. 

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Features 


4     NIGHT  FULL  OF  COONS,  by  J.  T.  Myers 
A  Novice  is  Initiated 

7  WHITE-TAIL  SAFARI,  by  Bill  Thomas 

Over-informed,  under-prepared 

8  ROBERT  CLONTZ 

A  Gallery  of  Wildlife  Art 

10     STARLINGS!  by  Frank  Hanenkrat 
A  well-adapted  nuisance 

14     SPORTSMEN  AND  NATURE  LOVERS,  by  J.  C.  Hendee 
Is  there  room  for  both? 

17  THERE'S  A  RED-HEADED  SPARROW,  by  Mrs.  C.  Johnson 

But  it's  really  a  purple  Finch 

18  PRIMITIVE  WEAPONS,  by  Bill  Weekes 

A  Modern  Challenge 

20     PERSONALITIES,  by  Bill  Cochran 
Dr.  Henry  S.  Mosby 

23     THE  RAPPAHANNOCK,  by  Ned  Thornton 
The  newest  Wildlife  Management  Area 

26  BIRD  OF  THE  MONTH,  by  J.  W.  Taylor 

The  Barred  Owl 

27  WHAT  TO  FEED  A  BIRD,  by  Emily  Grey 

Are  birds  really  picky  eaters? 

30     COAL  AND  TROUT,  by  Dennis  Anderson 
Can  They  Coexist? 

33     PHILPOTT,  by  Bob  Gooch 
Virginia 's  Toughest  Lake 


Departments 

3  Editorial 

3  Letters 

13  Conservationgram 

22  It  Appears  To  Me 

31  The  Drumming  Log 

32  Growing  Up  Outdoors 
35  On  The  Waterfront 


Staff 


HARRY  L.  GILLAM,  Editor 

MEL  WHITE,  Associate  Editor 

GAIL  HACKMAN,  Editorial  Assistant 

CARL  "SPIKE"  KNUTH,  Artist  and  Photographer 

F.  N.  SATTERLEE  and  J.  N.  KERRICK,  Staff  Writers 

DENIS  A.  DALE,  Production  and  Design 


FRONT  COVER: 


Ring-neck  Ducks  by  Leland  Simmons,  Smithfield. 
This  painting  is  in  the  collection  of  Harry  Webb, 
Petersburg. 


BLAZE  ORANGE? 


Each  year  as  hunting  accident  statistics  begin  to  pour 
in  the  question  is  asked,  "Why  aren't  hunters  required 
to  wear  blaze  orange  clothing?"  It  sounds  like  a  simple 
answer  to  a  sticky  question  and  therein  lies  its  weak 
point.  Complicated  problems  usually  don't  have  simple 
answers. 

To  begin  with,  51%  of  all  accidents  involve  careless 
gun  handling.  Weapons  that  discharge  under  such 
conditions  would  not  be  influenced  by  blaze  orange. 
Many  of  these  are  self  inflicted  and  the  majority 
happen  at  10  yards  or  less.  An  additional  30%  involve 
persons  who  move  into  the  line  of  fire  or  are  covered  by 
shooters  swinging  on  game.  Blaze  orange  might  be 
enough  of  a  warning  signal  to  cause  a  few  of  these  to 
pull  up  and  hold  their  fire,  but  in  the  excitement  of  the 
chase  color  is  of  questionable  value. 

Thus  we  are  down  to  19%  of  all  accidents,  about  1  in 
5,  in  which  blaze  orange  has  a  fair  chance  to  save  a  Hfe. 
These  are  the  "mistaken  for  game"  mishaps  where  one 
hunter  aims  at  another  and  pulls  the  trigger.  An  average 


of  12  injuries  and  2  fatalities  of  this  type  occur  each 
year.  Many  of  these  involve  unethical  or  illegal  acts  — 
shooting  into  dense  brush  at  unseen  movement  or 
shooting  outside  legal  hours.  Such  blatant  carelessness 
obviously  could  not  be  entirely  overcome  by  protective 
color. 

But  even  more  basic  than  its  limited  potential  for 
saving  life  and  limb,  making  blaze  orange  mandatory 
removes  the  responsibility  from  the  shooter  and  places 
it  on  the  victim.  If  you  are  not  wearing  your  blaze 
orange  it  becomes  your  fault  you  got  shot,  not  the  fault 
of  the  trigger  happy  slob  who  shot  you.  Courts  have 
called  it  contributory  negligence.  It  seems  a  little  un- 
fair. 

Blaze  orange  is  excellent  insurance  and  the  Game 
Commission  is  in  no  way  belittling  its  value.  All  smart 
hunters  wear  it,  but  a  law  that  makes  good  sense  man- 
datory can  have  its  drawbacks  in  court.  If  the  courts 
would  expect  shooters  to  exhibit  equally  good  sense  it 
might  work.    — HLG 


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TAKE  PRIDE 

Hunting  does  not  mean  riding  around  in 
cars  or  trucks  and  telling  your  buddy  over 
the  radio  which  way  the  deer  are  running 
and  then  driving  like  a  fool  to  head  the  deer 
off  and  shoot  him. 

So  hunters  get  with  it.  Leave  your  cars 
and  trucks  parked.  Walk  into  the  woods. 
Make  sure  of  your  target  before  you  shoot. 
Never  hunt  without  the  landowners' per- 
mission. Obey  all  hunting  laws.  Make 
Virginia  proud  of  its  hunters. 

James  E.  Cobbs 
Howardsville 

BREAKER-ONE 

I  believe  your  October  editorial  on  CB  s 
accurately  reflects  public  opinion  --both 
among  non-hunters  and  among  many  avid 
hunters  such  as  myself. 

I  personally  believe  that  all  hunters  have 
responsibility  for  effecting  improvement 
of  their  image.  CBs  are  hurting  that  image. 
The  Commission  should  not  shirk  its 
responsibility  in  this  matter.  Why  not  pro- 
hibit use  of  CBs  for  hunting  and  give 
enforcement  a  try?  Chances  are  good  that 
most  hunters  will  voluntarily  comply.  The 
remaining  individuals  are  not  true  hunters. 

John  Gunner 
Reston 


Martin  R.  Murk,  a  commercial  artist 
from  Greendale,  Wisconsin,  was  the  winner 
in  the  recently  concluded  annual  Duck 
Stamp  Art  Contest  sponsored  by  the 
Interior  Department's  Fish  and  Wildlife 
Service.  Murk's  drawing  of  a  pair  of  Ross' 
Geese  won  top  honors  from  the  more  than 
200  entries  which  were  received  since  the 
contest  opened  in  July. 

The  winning  painting,  which  is  the  third 
to  be  entered  by  Murk  in  as  many  years, 
will  be  reproduced  on  the  1977-78  Migra- 
tory Bird  Hunting  and  Conservation 
Stamp.  The  stamp,  which  was  first  issued 
in  1934,  is  a  required  purchase  for  anyone 
over  the  age  of  16  years  who  hunts  migra- 
tory waterfowl.  Revenue  from  the  sale  of 
the  stamp  (except  for  the  cost  of  printing 
and  handling)  is  used  for  the  acquisition  of 
migratory  bird  habitat. 


MENU  FOR  MANAGEMENT 

Regarding  Clark's  question  about  fes- 
cue and  rabbit,  I  conducted  a  simple  ex- 
periment by  feeding  domestic  rabbits  fes- 
cue hay  during  the  winter  months.  When 
spring  came  the  rabbits  fed  fescue  did  not 
reproduce. 

Over  the  past  several  years,  I  have  ob- 
served fields  on  a  large  military  reservation 
planted  with  a  pasture  mixture  containing 
10  percent  fescue.  Within  5  years  from  the 
date  of  planting  these  fields  were  almost 
100  percent  fescue.  This  is  attributed  to 
three  factors:  (1)  Fescue  takes  over  by 
crowding  out  other  plants  in  the  area;  (2) 
An  over-population  of  deer  heavily  grazed 
the  clover  and  vetch  in  the  wildlife  food 
patches  severely  damaging  these  palatable 
plants;  but  deer  did  not  touch  the  fescue- 
thus  permitting  the  fescue  alone  to  form 
seed  heads  and  reseed  itself;  (3)  Mowing 
of  these  fields  after  they  were  planted  with 
pasture  mixture  permitted  the  fescue  to 
spread  through  the  root  system  while  kil- 
ling the  other  plants. 

Rabbits,  quails  or  even  field  mice  can 
rarely  be  found  in  a  field  after  fescue  has 
become  fully  established.  In  areas  where 
100  deer  could  be  counted  before  fescue 
was  planted  now  a  single  deer  is  rarely  seen. 

Edwin  R.  Riley 
Williamsburg 


A  Night  Full  of  Coons 


By  JAMES  T.MYERS 

When  we  came  stomping  tiirough  tiie  brush 
Castro,  Ted  Anderson's  big  Red -Bone,  was 
standing  on  his  hind  legs  and  clawing  at  the  tree  and 
laying  it  on  loud  enough  to  bust  his  lungs.  Collar  was 
chewing  at  the  trunk  and  doing  his  best  to  bay  through 
a  mouth  full  of  spUnters.  The  rest  of  the  dogs  were 
treeing  all  around  the  big  oak  and  raising  more  cain 
than  most  of  them  were  worth. 

"Shoot,  Ted!"  I  said,  pausing  to  catch  my  breath. 
"This  looks  like  it's  going  to  be  easy.  The  way  y 'all  been 
talking  I  thought  it  would  be  a  lot  tougher  than  this." 

"Well,  this  ain't  all  there  is  to  coon  hunting,  Jim. 
We've  been  real  lucky  so  far  tonight,"  he  answered  with 
a  funny  little  grin. 

"It  couldn't  be  too  tough,"  I  said,  "this  is  the  third 
one  we've  treed  and  I  ain't  hardly  got  my  clothes  dirty 
yet." 

"Somebody  shine  a  light  up  in  the  tree  before  we 
bore  that  poor  critter  plumb  to  death.  I  reckon  if  he's  as 
tired  of  listening  to  y'all  as  I  am  he  ain't  apt  to  hang 
around  much  longer." 

When  we  located  the  coon  in  the  top  of  the  big  oak 
tree  Franklin  put  on  his  climbers  and  went  up  after  it.  It 
looked  real  easy  the  way  he  wrestled  that  coon  into  his 
burlap  sack.  I  figured  when  it  came  time  for  me  to  go  up 
I'd  show  them  hillbillies  something  about  this  little 
game  of  theirs. 

For  those  of  you  who've  never  been  coon  hunting  I'll 
tell  you  right  now,  you  really  have  to  know  a  little 
something  to  catch  them  devils.  Sometimes  the  littler 
you  know  the  better  off  you  are.  My  biggest  trouble 
was  something  that  kept  getting  in  my  way  —  my 
mouth.  I  started  by  teUing  everybody  that  I  didn't 
think  there  was  a  coon  in  those  woods  that  could  out- 
smart me.  Now  when  you're  as  dumb  and  scrawny  as  I 
am  you  don't  go  talking  Uke  that  or  you  just  get  your- 
self into  trouble. 

In  a  few  minutes  we  were  easing  along  behind  the 
dogs  in  the  light  of  a  full  April  moon.  Coons  were  as 
thick  as  flies  and  had  been  doing  a  lot  of  crop  damage 
for  several  years  so  farmers  were  more  than  happy  to  let 
us  go  after  them  anytime  and  anyplace. 

It  was  only  a  short  while  before  the  dogs  lit  out  after 
another  ringtail  and  headed  him  through  the  swamp. 
They  treed  it  a  few  minutes  later  in  a  tall  scrawny  pine 
that  looked  like  it  wouldn't  hold  any  of  us.  It  was  too 
little  to  chmb  and  too  big  to  shake  him  out  of.  We  were 
standing  around  jabbering  about  how  we  could  get  him 

JANUARY,  1977 


out  when  I  remembered  the  pistol  I  had  brought  along 
for  snakes.  There  it  was  hanging  in  its  little-old  holster 
and  I'd  completely  forgotten  it. 

"Maybe  I  could  get  him  out  with  a  grazing  shot,"  I 
said  only  half  aloud  as  I  waved  the  barrel  toward  the 
tree.  You  could 've  heard  C.  W.  laugh  all  the  way  into 
the  next  county.  Franklin  just  frowned  at  him  and  took 
on  a  real  serious  tone.  "I  don't  think  I'd  be  laughing  if  I 
were  you,  C.W.  I've  seen  this  boy  shoot  and  he  can  beat 
the  best  of  them.  He  don 't  take  kindly  to  folks  laughing 
at  him." 

Now  I  had  only  been  joking  but  FrankUn  saw  a 
chance  to  really  put  me  on  a  spot.  I'm  probably  the 
world's  worst  with  a  pistol,  rarely  hitting  anything  over 
ten  feet  away.  To  make  matters  worse  the  poorest  tar- 
get a  man  could  have  is  a  treed  coon  in  the  middle  of  the 
night.  Those  beady  little  eyes  glowing  down  at  you 
make  a  darned  poor  target  at  best. 

By  this  time  C.W.  was  about  to  bust  a  gut  and  he  was 
more  than  glad  to  help  me  make  a  fool  of  myself.  He 
just  grinned  real  big  and  handed  me  the  flashUght.  I 
could  see  I'd  finally  gone  that  one  final  step  too  far. 

I  grinned  right  back  and  thanked  him.  I  shined  the 
light  into  the  treetop  and  as  soon  as  I  saw  the  glow  of 
his  eyes  I  snapped  off  a  quick  shot  without  bothering  to 
take  aim.  (By  this  time  I  didn't  have  anything  to  lose 
anyway.)  I  couldn't  believe  it  when  he  came  tumbling 
down  and  hit  the  ground  —  stone  dead. 

C.W.  swallowed  kind  of  hard  and  stared  slack-jawed 
at  the  dead  coon. 

"Doggone  it,"  I  kicked  at  the  tree.  "And  I  was  only 
trying  to  stun  him,  too.  I  guess  I'm  not  as  good  as  we 
thought,  Franklin."  I  grinned  as  I  put  the  pistol  back 
into  the  holster. 

I  was  paranoid  that  one  of  them  would  ask  me  to  do 
it  again  before  the  night  was  over  but  I  guess  they'd  had 
just  about  enough  of  that. 

The  dogs  were  getting  pretty  excited  by  now  and 
they  didn't  waste  any  time  finding  another  fresh  track. 
It  wasn't  thirty  minutes  before  we  had  another  one  of 
them  bandits  in  a  tree.  Right  about  here  those  so-called 
friends  of  mine  suddenly  decided  that  all  their  experi- 
ence and  my  shooting  weren't  giving  the  poor  coons 
half  a  chance.  Since  they  were  real  sportsmen  at  heart 
they  decided  that  it  was  time  to  give  the  coons  a  little 
edge.  By  the  looks  on  their  faces  I  could  tell  that  all  at 
once  coon  hunting  was  going  to  start  getting  a  whole 
lot  tougher. 

I  grudgingly  put  on  the  climbers  and  then  was  darn 
near  thrown  bodily  up  into  the  tree.  I  could  see  that  it 


was  senseless  to  argue  with  those  dumb  hillbillies,  and 
being  just  a  little  yellow  at  heart,  I  started  up  into  the 
endless  maze  of  branches.  That  darned  coon  had  to  go 
and  pick  the  biggest  oak  in  the  state  to  climb.  About 
halfway  up  the  tree  they  yelled  at  me  to  stop  and  I  was 
sure  they'd  had  a  change  of  heart  but  it  wasn't  so.  The 
coon  was  laying  out  on  a  big  limb  right  in  front  of  me. 
(At  least  that  was  what  they  were  yelling,  I  couldn't  see 
it  there  myself.) 

Reluctantly  I  crawled  out  onto  the  limb  but  still  I 
saw  no  coon.  The  tree  was  so  big  I  could  lay  right  out  on 
the  limb,  so  I  paused  for  a  minute  to  catch  a  breath. 
Usually  a  coon  will  go  up  into  the  higher  smaller 
branches,  but  I  guess  that  this  one  had  decided  she'd 
run  far  enough  this  time. 

I  kept  shining  my  Ught  out  on  the  limb  but  I  couldn't 
seem  to  find  her  anywhere.  By  now  there  was  all  kinds 
of  yelling  and  barking  going  on  down  below  but  I 
couldn't  make  anything  out  of  it  so  I  didn't  pay  much 
attention  to  it. 

I  finally  mustered  enough  courage  and  yelled  loud 
enough  so  I  figured  they  could  hear  me.  "That  darned 
coon  ain't  up  here  no  more,  and  I  ain't  going  to  be  up 
here  no  longer  than  I  can  help  it  either.  You  might  not 
like  it  but  I'm  coming  down  anyway." 

I  listened  for  a  few  seconds  to  see  what  they'd  say 
but  I  still  couldn't  understand  a  word  so  I  started  back 
down.  When  I  looked  behind  me  I  could  see  what  all 
that  yelling  had  been  about,  and  it  almost  gave  me  a 
seizure  right  on  the  spot.  I  was  staring  eye  to  eye  with 
the  biggest,  most  ferocious  old  sow  that  ever  stole  an 
ear  of  com.  She  was  grinning  and  I  was  starting  to  shake 
and  the  dogs  were  barking  and  the  men  yelhng  and  I 
was  just  about  plumb  scared  to  death. 

From  where  I  was  lying  in  that  moonlight  she  looked 
like  she'd  weigh  a  good  sixty  pounds,  but  even  a  died- 
in-the-wool  liar  like  me  wouldn't  try  to  tell  you  that.  It 
doesn't  really  matter  anyway  —  we  never  did  get  her  on 
the  scales. 


It  only  took  one  look  into 
those  beady  eyes 


I  figured  from  where  I  was  there  was  only  one  way 
out  and  that  was  to  do  a  job  on  her.  I  swung  that 
catching  pole  around  trying  to  get  the  best  shot  at  her 
that  I  could,  only  she  kept  one  step  ahead  of  me.  I'd 
poke  the  darned  thing  at  her  and  she'd  kind  of  lean 
sideways  just  enough  to  keep  away  from  it.  I'd  poke  the 
other  way  and  she'd  lean  back. 

This  went  on  for  about  five  minutes  with  me  yelling, 
"I'm  coming  down!"  every  thirty  seconds,  knowing  all 


too  well  I  wasn't  about  to.  Even  if  I  could  have  made  it 
past  her  I  wouldn't  have  made  it  to  the  ground. 

I  saw  right  there  that  I  had  gone  and  got  myself  into  a 
real  spot,  brother.  Everybody  on  the  ground  was 
yelling  and  cussing  and  beating  on  the  tree,  and  she  just 
sat  there  leaning  and  grinning,  and  my  nerves  were 
getting  worse  by  the  minute. 

When  I'd  had  about  as  much  as  I  could  take,  I 
decided  to  try  pushing  her  off  the  limb.  Along  about 
that  time  she'd  had  all  she  wanted  of  playing  around, 
too.  I  poked  the  pole  at  her  and  she  grabbed  it  in  them 
ferocious  looking  jaws  and  started  eating  her  way  to 
me.  I  got  the  idea  that  it  wasn't  my  day. 

I  figured  I  better  do  something  quick  so  I  began  to 
shake  the  stick  with  everything  I  had,  which  wasn't 
very  much  by  then.  She  chomped  down  on  that  stick 
like  she  wasn't  ever  going  to  let  go  and  just  rolled  off 
the  limb.  True  to  form  I  didn't  have  enough  sense  to  let 
go.  I  guess  that  old  girl  must've  had  a  right  good  judge 
of  intelligence,  because  she  could  see  right  off  that  I 
didn't  have  none  to  speak  of. 

"And  everything  busted 
loose  at  once" 


Me  and  her  lit  smack  dab  in  the  middle  of  them 
yowling  hounds  and  everything  busted  loose  at  once. 
Dirt  and  leaves  were  flying  around  and  I  was  at  the 
bottom  of  the  whole  mess.  I  was  trying  to  fight  off  the 
dogs  and  the  dogs  were  fighting  each  other  and  she  was 
fighting  everybody  and  looked  like  she  was  the  only 
one  winning.  You  never  heard  such  a  hullabaloo  in  all 
your  natural  born  days.  The  biting  and  growling  and 
cussing  was  enough  to  deafen  a  man. 

Those  hillbillies  didn't  help  matters  much  either. 
They'd  pull  one  dog  off  and  three  more  would  pile  back 
on.  From  the  bottoln  of  the  pile  it  looked  like  there 
must've  been  a  hundred  of  those  worthless  hounds. 
They  must've  been  right  badly  confused  because  one  of 
them  big  Red-Bones  grabbed  me  by  the  collar  and  drug 
me  about  thirty  yards  into  a  nice  cold  creek.  I  didn't 
really  mind  getting  dragged  into  the  creek,  it  seemed  to 
be  a  good  way  out  of  the  fight,  but  that  crazy  hound 
dropped  me  there  and  went  back  after  the  coon. 

But  momma  coon  was  too  tough  for  them  hounds. 
When  she  finished  with  them  they  weren't  able  to 
scratch  their  own  fleas.  She'd  run  off  all  the  other 
coons  in  the  woods  to  boot  so  there  wasn't  much  to  do 
but  pack  it  on  home. 

It  was  a  mighty  long  time  before  this  old  country 
boy  went  back  into  those  woods.  Of  course  I  don't  want 
you  to  think  I  blame  it  on  the  coon,  she  didn't  start  it 
anyway. 


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In  September  1975  I  saw  on  my  "Virginia  Wild- 
life" issue  the  theme  for  National  Hunting  and 
Fishing  Day  —  "Put  an  Indoorsmen  in  your  Shoes."  A 
few  days  later  a  Fairfax  County  Park  Authority  natura- 
list friend  of  mine,  Jim  Banton,  decided  to  put  me  in  his 
shoes  on  his  parents'  farm  in  Albemarle  County. 

As  a  biology  teacher  in  Suburban  Fairfax  County  I 
have  always  taught  the  benefits  of  hunting  to  high 
school  students.  Working  seasonably  as  a  naturalist  for 
FCPA  I  explain  hunting  frequently  to  all  groups.  I  have 
even  taught  a  night  class  in  wildlife  management  — 
without  having  hunted  myself. 

My  anticipation  grew  as  deer  season  approached.  I 
went  through  my  back  issues  of  "Virginia  Wildlife" 
getting  some  hints  from  you  wise  old  hunters.  Most 
hunters  wanted  to  know  where  I  was  hunting  so  they 
could  go  somewhere  else.  Having  target  practiced  off 
and  on  for  years,  attended  safety  demonstrations,  and 
frequently  watched  deer  in  the  woods,  I  felt  sure  I 
wouldn't  shoot  at  anything  except  a  deer. 

The  Prince  William  County  Gun  Club  of  Occoquan, 
Virginia  annually  holds  a  "sighting  in."  The  two  week- 
ends before  deer  season  begins,  they  open  their 
shooting  range  in  Dale  City  to  the  public.  Another  big 
game  novice  and  teacher,  John  Dieringer,  and  I  took 
our  rifles  both  weekends  to  sight  in.  John  was  on  his 
high  school  rifle  team  years  earlier,  and  has  hunted 
small  game  with  a  shotgun.  He,  as  well  as  I,  learned  a  lot 

JANUARY,  1977 


from  these  "pros."  The  gun  club  members  have  one 
30-yard  target  and  six  targets  at  100  yards.  Hidden  in 
the  woods,  they  have  a  running  deer  (a  cardboard  deer 
on  ropes  with  a  bicycle  wheel  and  a  pully).  They  are 
safety  conscious,  and  nobody  shoots  without  an 
instructor's  permission.  As  I  sighted  in  for  my  first 
shot,  wobbling  up  and  down  like  a  duck  on  dry  land, 
the  instructor  couldn't  believe  his  eyes  (his  description 
was  a  little  different).  After  some  help  I  steadied  up  and 
shot  well  enough  to  score  a  hit  every  time.  I  learned 
something  else  also  —  don't  shoot  a  30-06  rifle  without 
some  padding.  Even  with  Ben  Gay,  my  shoulder  was 
sore  for  two  days. 

Camping  out  in  the  cold  of  winter  was  something 
not  to  look  forward  to.  Although  I  have  camped  out  in 
all  seasons  for  the  past  15  years,  I  have  never  had  to 
plan  for  a  deer  hunt.  I  took  the  usual  gear,  then  added 
our  guns,  shells,  blaze  vests  and  hats,  rope,  ice  coolers, 
butcher  knives,  saws,  freezer  paper  and  an  article  "How 
to  Butcher  a  Deer"  from  the  November  1974  "Virginia 
Wildlife."  We  didn't  know  if  the  weather  would  be  cold 
enough  to  bring  the  deer  home,  or  if  we  would  have  to 
butcher  it  there.  The  only  thing  we  were  sure  of  was 
we  were  going  to  kill  a  deer. 

The  big  day  came  and  we  drove  to  Albemarle 
County.  Jim  met  us  and  we  set  up  camp.  That  day,  the 
fourth  day  of  the  season,  two  bucks  were  taken  by 
Jim's  hunting  party  —  both  in  an  open  field  less  than 
300  yards  from  our  camp.  Jim  told  us  of  all  the  signs  he 
had  seen  nearby.  There  were  fresh  tracks,  scrapings, 
rubs  on  trees  and  trails  everywhere. 


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We  woke  to  have  our  sausage  and  eggs  and  listened  to 
the  wind  and  rain  trying  to  tear  our  tent  apart.  The  rain 
let  up  so  we  loaded  our  rifles  and  headed  for  our  tree 
stands.  Jim  took  the  stand  overlooking  the  field  where 
the  bucks  were  taken.  John  climbed  a  hollow  to  work  a 
ridge.  I  walked  up  a  fire  break  to  a  stand  that  over- 
looked a  mixed  hardwood  and  .softwood  forest.  For  the 
next  five  hours  it  rained,  with  me  climbing  up  and 
down  the  tree  looking  for  a  place  to  keep  dry.  I  did  find 
scrapings  and  an  area  in  which  deer  fed.  But,  I  did  not 
see  one  deer.  With  all  the  shots  and  the  barking  dogs 
over  the  ridge,  maybe  Jim  or  John  were  luckier.  I  met 
them  at  camp,  but  they  didn't  see  a  thing  either. 

That  afternoon  Jim  and  I  covered  other  areas  of  the 
1,000  acre  farm  and  woods.  I  sat  on  the  branch  of  a  tree 
after  finding  a  well-used  trail.  Off  to  my  left  a  field 
extended  for  400  yards.  With  an  hour  to  go  before 
dark,  my  hopes  lessened  as  a  hunting  dog  settled  down 
to  eat  the  remains  of  a  dead  groundhog.  With  that  dog 
there,  a  deer  would  have  to  be  blind  to  walk  past  me.  As 
I  went  back  to  camp  swearing,  I  found  I  didn't  have  it 
so  bad.  John  sat  in  his  stand  for  three  hours  with  eight 
deer-hounds  in  the  field  below  eating  deer  guts.  It 
seems  the  dc^  were  released  that  morning  or  the  day 
before  somewhere  in  the  county,  and  kept  on  walking. 
If  the  owner  is  still  in  the  area,  and  finds  them,  his  dogs 
will  be  as  healthy  as  when  he  lost  them. 

The  next  morning  we  drove  to  another  pine  forest. 
Surely  in  this  undisturbed  area  we  would  find  a  buck. 
John  hunted  on  the  powerline  right  of  way,  along  the 
creek,  and  I  in  thick  pines.  We  heard  shots  all  around  us, 
dogs  barking  across  the  road  and  saw  two  or  three 
hunters  on  our  private  land.  Somebody  must  have 
killed  a  deer,  but  we  still  had  not  seen  any.  I  began 
wondering  why  I  left  suburban  Fairfax  County,  where  I 
saw  deer  the  past  week. 

Our  last  afternoon  on  Saturday  we  climbed  a  hill  at 
two  thirty  to  get  an  early  start.  The  owners  had  seen 
five  or  six  deer  Friday  night  on  the  hill,  so  we  still  were 
hoping.  After  walking  for  an  hour  I  sat  in  a  tree  over- 
looking a  laurel  thicket  where  the  deer  signs  were 
numerous.  The  forest  floor  was  noisy  with  juncos, 
thrashers,  and  wrens  in  the  leaves.  Above  me  I  could  see 
chickadees,  nuthatches,  and  a  downy  woodpecker.  As 
darkness  approached  I  listened  for  deer  coming 
through  the  leaves.  And  then,  I  heard  Jim  calling  me 
back. 

I  learned  a  lot  on  the  trip  and  my  spirit  is  still  high. 
Although  the  deer  weren't  there  this  time,  maybe  next 
time  they  will  be.  When  I  asked  the  owners  where  a 
good  place  to  hunt  his  deer  was,  he  gave  me  this 
country  reasoning  answer  "Any  place  is  a  good  place,  if 
a  deer  walks  by."  Next  time  I  hunt  I'll  be  at  that  place. 

Since  this  trip,  I  took  five  others  in  four  counties  and 
two  states,  and  only  shot  once.  My  students  did  bring  in 
5  hides,  which  I  have  tanned  and  more  are  on  the  way. 


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Robert  Clontz  has  been  intrigued  by  the  out- 
doors and  its  wildlife  since  childljood.  Since 
moving  to  southeastern  Virginia  as  a  boy  he 
has  observed  with  fascination  the  area's 
abundance  of  waterfowl.  Being  an  avid  hunter 
he  has  experienced  weather  conditions,  flight 
patterns  of  waterfowl  and  the  varying  moods 
and  captivating  beauty  of  a  salt  marsh.   Fqur 
years  ago  he  began  to  paint  the  scenes  and 
conditions  typical  to  the  waterfowler.   Un- 
encumbered by  the  technicalities  of  formal 
art  training  his  paintings  reflect  both  the 
simplicities  of  the  coastal  marsh  and  the 
complexities  of  the  behavior  of  waterfowl. 
His  works  are  included  in  private  and  corpo- 
rate collections  throughout  the  eastern  sea- 
board. He  resides  with  his  wife,  Carol,  and 
two  sons  in  the  country  near  Smithfield,  Va. 
Information  on  paintings  may  be  obtained 
by  writing  the  artist  at:  RFD  2,  Box  207, 
Smithfield,   VA  23430  -  Phone 
(804)  357-4747. 


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in  their  coastal  marsh  habitat. 


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By  FRANK  F.  HANENKRAT 


"  I  "he  setting  sun  is  a  red  wafer 
■'•  beneath  a  clear  November  sky. 
Near  Lynchburg,  Virginia,  I  don 
boots  and  a  weatherproof  poncho 
and  walk  cautiously  into  a  stand  of 
half-grown  pines,  and  into  a  blizzard. 
It  is  a  blizzard  of  birds,  a  continuous 
stream  of  hundreds  of  thousands  of 
dark  birds  descending  out  of  the  sky 
on  fluttering  wings.  I  am  entering  a 
communal  blackbird  roost;  most  of 
the  birds  are  starlings,  and  the  rest 
are  grackles,  red-winged  blackbirds, 
and  cowbirds.  Later,  in  December, 
Mrs.  Myriam  P.  Moore  of  Lynchburg 
will  study  the  roost  site  for  a  period 
of  weeks,  and,  using  various  meas- 

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uring  and  statistical  techniques,  will 
estimate  the  number  of  birds  to  be 
approximately  961,400,  with  the 
starlings  numbering  about  one-half 
of  the  total. 

The  roost  is  small  by  comparison 
to  some  which  have  contained  an 
estimated  7  to  10  million  birds.  But 
even  so,  to  walk  into  it  is  to  enter  a 
bizarre,  surrealistic  region.  The 
stench  of  the  birds'  droppings  rises 
from  the  ground,  where  all  of  these 
birds  have  deposited  their  nightly 
excreta  for  weeks.  The  dusky  atmos- 
phere among  the  pines  is  filled  with 
an  unforgettable  din.  It  is  a  waterfall 
of  sound,  the  sounds  of  shrieks  and 
chatter  and  flapping  wings,  sounds 
that  cascade  down  from  every  tree 


until  the  volume  seems  almost 
thunderous.  On  practically  every 
limb  more  than  halfway  up  every 
tree,  birds  flutter  and  squawk  and 
skirmish  for  choice  roosting  sites. 
With  the  aid  of  a  flashlight  I  find,  in 
the  gloom,  the  corpses  of  dead  birds 
on  the  ground,  birds  who  died  from 
natural  or  unnatural  causes.  It  is  not 
a  pleasant  or  healthy  place. 

When  blackbird  roosts  are  in  the 
countryside,  as  this  one  was,  they 
create  relatively  little  disturbance  to 
humans.  But  when  the  birds  decide 
to  roost  in  urban  areas  or  near  air- 
ports, they  create  havoc.  City 
dwellers  complain  of  the  foul  drop- 
pings, the  stench,  the  noise,  and  the 
health   hazard  created   by  a  wind- 

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borne  organism  that  may  multiply  in 
starling  droppings;  in  humans  it 
causes  histoplasmosis,  a  turbercu- 
losis-like  disease.  When  the  flocks 
congregate  near  jet  runways,  the 
birds  can  be  sucked  into  the  jet 
engines,  causing  the  engines  to  stall 
and  the  plane  to  crash.  Exactly  such 
an  accident  occurred  at  the  Boston 
airport  on  October  6, 1960,  at  5:40 
p.m.,  when  62  passengers  were 
killed.  The  engines  of  the  downed 
plane,  when  examined,  were  clogged 
with  the  feathers  and  bodies  of  star- 
lings. 

There  must  surely  be  a  lesson  in 
the  history  of  the  starling  in  this 
country.  It  is  an  introduced--an  un- 
wisely introduced-species.  One 
Eugene  Scheifflin  released  80  of  the 
birds  in  New  York's  Central  Park  on 
March  6, 1890.  He  was  a  member  of 
the  misguided  Acclimatization 
Society,  and  his  peculiar  purpose 
was  to  introduce  into  America  all  of 
the  birds  mentioned  by  Shakespeare. 
On  April  25,  1891,  he  released  40 
more.  And  the  cages  from  which  he 
released  them  proved  to  be 
Pandora's  boxes.  By  1918,  the  ad- 
vance hne  of  the  invading  starlings 
ran  from  Ohio  to  Alabama;  in  1926, 
from  Illinois  to  Texas;  in  1941,  from 
Idaho  to  New  Mexico;  and  in  1946, 
the  birds  swarmed  into  California 
and  up  into  Canada.  Today,  starlings 
are  possibly  the  most  numerous 
birds  in  the  United  States. 

It  did  not  take  Americans  long  to 
recognize  the  mistake  of  introducing 
the  species,  but  by  then,  of  course,  it 
was  already  too  late.  Starlings  are 
cavitynesters,  and  one  of  the  most 
aggressive  of  all  perching  birds.  They 
systematically  rout  native  cavity- 
nesters and  destroy  their  eggs, 
appropriating  the  nest  sites  for  them- 
selves. The  most  frequent  victims  are 
flickers,  red-headed  and  other 
species  of  woodpeckers,  bluebirds, 
wrens,  tree  swallows,  martins,  and  a 
few  other  species,  most  of  whom  are 
beneficial  insect-eaters  that  migrate 
south  for  the  winter.  But  starlings  do 
not  migrate  in  the  same  sense,  and 
preempt  as  many  nest  cavities  as 
they  can  find  before  the  migratory 


JANUARY,  1977 


cavity -nesters  return  in  the  spring. 
Some  victimized  species,  such  as  the 
woodpeckers,  can  survive  by  making 
new  nest  sites  in  woodland  areas, 
where  starlings  seldom  venture;  but 
others,  such  as  the  eastern  bluebirds, 
who  require  nesting  sites  near  open 
fields,  have  been  drastically  reduced 
in  numbers.  In  fact,  bluebirds  pro- 
bably now  need  help  from  man  in 
the  form  of  starling-proof  nesting 
boxes  if  they  are  to  maintain  desir- 
able numbers. 

Starlings  thrive  because  they  are 
intelligent,  hardy,  aggressive,  and 
adaptable.  They  also  thrive  because 
our  urban  culture  provides  them 
with  a  nearly  perfect  habitat. 
Originally  birds  of  the  close-cropped 
sheep  pastures  of  England,  they  find 
almost  ideal  foraging  areas  in  the 
plentiful  acres  of  well-clipped  grass 
in  surburban  lawns,  industrial  parks, 
highway  median  strips  and  shoul- 
ders, and  farmlands  near  the  edges  of 
cities.  They  also  have  learned  that 
there  is  abundant  food  to  be  found 
at  city  dumps  and  at  household  bird 
feeders.  Because  they  so  strongly 
prefer  these  man-made  areas,  starling 
populations  tend  to  coincide  with 
human  populations  in  cities  and 
towns. 

Starlings  are  extremely  social  in 
their  behavior,  and  in  the  fall  when 


the  nesting  season  is  over,  they  begin 
to  gather  in  loose  flocks.  As  winter 
approaches,  the  entire  population  in 
an  area  may  drift  together  into  a 
single  roosting  site  which  is  used 
each  night.  Every  morning,  small 
flocks  radiate  out  of  preferred 
feeding  areas  in  the  suburbs.  There 
they  feed  on  seeds,  insects,  grubs, 
worms,  and  just  about  anything 
that's  edible. 

Roost  sites  sometimes  occur  with- 
in municipalities-often  in  residential 
sections  with  suitable  roost  trees, 
but  sometimes  in  a  downtown  site 
where  the  birds  roost  on  buildings. 
There  they  find  protection  from 
wind,  rain,  and  snow;  and  usually 
they  enjoy  a  few  extra  degrees  of 
warmth  from  the  heated  buildings. 
When  starlings  choose  such  nest 
sites,  they  are  necessarily  conspic- 
uous and  receive  a  great  deal  of 
publicity.  The  difficulties  in 
attempting  to  shoo  the  birds  away 
are  well  known.  No  harmless  yet 
effective  method  has  been  dis- 
covered, though  just  about  every- 
thing has  been  tried.  Loud  noises; 
flashing  lights;  fake  predators; 
chemical,  electrical,  and  physical 
barriers;  and  trapping,  are  just  a  few 
of  the  unsuccessful  methods.  So  far 
the  most  effective  method  seems  to 
be  the  use  of  Tergitol,  a  detergent 


substance  that  is  sprayed  on  the 
roosting  birds  from  an  airplane;  it 
destroys  the  insulating  qualities  of 
the  birds'  plumage,  and,  if  the 
weather  cooperates  by  providing 
rain  and  low  temperatures,  the  birds 
then  freeze  to  death.  The  use  of 
Tergitol  is  controversial,  however, 
and  is  by  no  means  the  ultimate 
solution  to  starling  roosts.  One 
problem  is  that  it  also  destroys  harm- 
less species  who  may  roost  with 
starlings. 

Starlings  prefer  high-density 
population  centers  (which  create 
problems  of  food  supply  and  waste 
disposal);  they  prefer  areas  that  are 
cultivated  and  controlled  rather  than 
natural;  they  are  adaptable  to  a  wide 
range  of  living  conditions,  and  have 
an  inordinately  high  reproductive 
rate.  They  also  have  Old  World 
origins,  and  have  swarmed  over  the 
Western  hemisphere  with  disruptive 
effects  on  the  native  eco-system.  In 
these  respects,  they  strongly 
resemble  another  irruptive  species- 
hemo  sapiens.  It  is  sobering  to 
contemplate  that  the  small,  black 
bird  with  shirring  wings,  whom 
nobody  seems  to  like  very  much, 
actually  mirrors  many  of  our  own 
characteristics. 


Common  grackle,  brown-headed  cowbird  and  red-winged  blackbird;  three  species  that  locally  roost  with  starlings.  Most  people 
consider  these  native  birds  to  be  pests  too,  but  none  is  so  troublesome  or  nearly  so  irruptive  as  the  starling. 


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Conservationgram 


DEER  DEATH  CAUSE  CONFIRMED.  Dr.  Fred  W.  Rea,  Chief  Pathologist  for  the  Depart- 
ment of  Agriculture  and  Commerce's  Division  of  Animal  Health  and  Dairies, 
reported  that  laboratory  tests  have  confirmed  that  Hemorrhagic  Disease 
(HD)  of  white-tailed  deer  has  caused  the  death  of  more  than  50  deer  in 
Dinwiddle  and  Nottoway  counties  during  the  latter  part  of  September  and 
the  first  three  weeks  of  October.   Lab  tests  have  confirmed  the  disease 
in  two  deer,  one  from  Dinwiddle  County,  and  the  other  from  Nottoway 
County.   The  first  deer,  a  10-point  buck,  was  found  standing  in  shallow 
water  of  Lake  Chesdin.  (The  disease  causes  a  high  fever  which  often  re- 
sults in  the  animal's  seeking  water.)   The  second  deer  was  found  and 
taken  to  the  laboratory  by  Fort  Pickett  v;ildlife  personnel.   Deer 
hunters  are  requested  by  the  Commission  of  Game  and  Inland  Fisheries 
to  report  deer  carcasses  to  the  county  game  wardens  for  mapping  and  to 
assist  in  determining  the  scale  of  the  die-off.   Early  cold  weather, 
bringing  first  frosts  to  portions  of  Virginia  on  October  11  with  frosts 
throughout  the  state  during  the  third  week  of  October,  are  credited  with 
causing  the  abrupt  halt  of  the  outbreak.  Biting  midges  (gnats)  which  are 
needed  to  spread  the  virus  are  killed  by  frost.   The  cold  October  wea- 
ther, coupled  with  the  drought  during  the  summer  of  1976,  kept  the  out- 
break to  the  short  period  of  late  September  to  mid-October.  HD  does  not 
constitute  a  health  threat  to  man.   It  is  most  commonly  found  in  areas 
where  deer  are  over-populated.   The  disease  die-off  is  another  example 
of  nature's  way  of  reducing  over-populated  wild  animal  populations  if 
man's  legal  harvest  does  not  adequately  accomplish  the  task.   Hemorrha- 
gic Disease  is  an  acute,  infectious,  often  fatal  viral  disease  of  rumi- 
nants.  The  disease  is  not  new  to  Virginia's  deer  herds.  It  was  diagnosed 
in  a  die-off  in  1974  and  1971,  and  was  believed  to  have  been  the  cause 
of  deer  mortality  in  eastern  Virginia  in  1962,  as  well  as  the  mysterious 
Disease  X  which  caused  deer  die-off s  in  the  southeast  in  the  40 's  and  50 ' s 

SUSTAINED  YIELD  OF  STARLINGS?  The  U.S.  Fish  and  Wildlife  Service  has  announced 
a  policy  for  controlling  starlings  that  would  prevent  anyone  reducing 
the  national  population  of  that  exotic  and  destructive  bird  by  more  than 
10  percent,  according  to  the  Wildlife  Management  Institute.   The  policy, 
in  effect,  appears  to  prevent  any  significant  reduction  in  the  number  of 
an  alien  species  that  plays  havoc  with  native  birds.   It  seems  that 
starlings  will  be  managed  henceforth  on  a  sustained  yield  basis.   The 
Service  apparently  was  daunted  into  issuing  the  strange  policy  v/ith  a 
lawsuit  filed  last  year  by  the  Society  of  Animal  Rights.   No  one  knows 
what  effect  the  policy  will  have  on  starling  populations,  native  black- 
birds or  other  avian  species.   A  yearly  10  percent  reduction  in  starling 
numbers  could  stimulate  an  increase  in  the  population  through  increased 
survival  of  the  young.  In  any  event,  the  eastern  bluebird,  woodpeckers, 
and  other  native  species  can  be  assured  of  an  indefinite  supply  of 
antagonists. 


JANUARY,  1977 


13 


.....::..^ 


ByJOHNC.HENDEE 


Sportsmen 


Is  there  room  for  both  on 


The  primary  objectives  of  the  Wildlife  Refuge  System  are  protecting  and  perpetuating  migratory 
waterfowl  as  subjects  of  hunting  and  objects  of  great  public  interest,  preserving  rare  and  en- 
dangered species  and  providing  public  hunting.  But,  in  addition,  Wildlife  Refuges  are  suggested  as 
important  considerations  for  outdoor  recreation  playgrounds  and  as  comprehensive  wildlife  and 
natural  ecosystems  displays. 

In  a  study  of  2,500  recreationists,  attitude  scores  for  hunters  and  fishermen  indicated  that  they  were 
much  less  inclined  to  be  preservation  oriented  than  other  outdoor  recreationists  and  were  more 
likely  to  hold  utilitarian  perspectives.  "Appreciative"  or  purist  interests,  on  the  other 
hand,  view  the  natural  environment  as  an  object  of  appreciation.  Of  course,  the  issue 
is  not  clear  cut,  since  many  hunters  are  appreciative  and  some  purists  hunt.  But,  a 
generalization,  the  conflicting  perspectives  of  purists  and  hunters  appear  valid. 

The  established  framework  pits  recreation  based  on  appreciation  of  the 
natural  environment  against  consumptive  forms  of  recreation,  such  as 
hunting  and  fishing.  Appreciative  uses  include  primitive  camping,  hiking, 
photography,  nature  study  and  interpretation,  vicarious  enjoyment  of 
the  resource  through  communication  media,  and  scientific  research. 
Many  of  them  are  not  in  total  conflict  with  .s^ 
hunting  and  fishing.  Providing  for  one  use  does    ''. 
not  always  preclude  the  other.  But  all  are***^ 
incompatible  to  some 


Sportsmen  who  helped  fund  the  Federal 
Refuge  system  through  purchase  of  Migra- 
tory Bird  Stamps  want  to  reap  the 
recreational  benefits  these  areas  can  offer. 


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extent,  if  only  in  the  minds  of  users.  Bird  watchers  don't  hke  to  see  birds  hunted.  And,  whereas  wildlife 
can  only  be  shot  once  with  a  gun,  it  can  be  shot  many  times  with  a  camera.  Future  competition 
between  appreciative  and  consumptive  uses  of  wildlife  refuges  will  become  more  intense  and  trade- 
offs will  be  increasingly  necessary. 

One  distinguishing  characteristic  of  hunters  and  fishermen  is  their  rural  background.  Our  study 
indicated  that  seventy -five  percent  of  recreationists  who  hunted  or  fished  were  raised  in  small  towns  or 
rural  areas.  Several  other  studies  from  many  parts  of  the  country  confirm  the  rural  cultural  back- 
ground of  these  sportsmen.  The  rural  bias  of  hunters  and  fishermen  is  particularly  significant  since 
studies  also  show  that  outdoor  recreationists  preferring  appreciative  forms  of  recreation  tend  to 
be  urban  bred  and  to  reside  in  urban  areas. 

The  respective  rural  versus  urban  backgrounds  of  hunters  and  fishermen  and  appreci- 
ative recreationists  seem  basic  to  preferences  for  these  different  forms  of  natural  environ- 
ment use.  The  urban  way  of  life  is  not  tied  to  utilization  of  natural  resources  the  way  rural 
occupations  are.  Thus,  urban  conditions  permit  development  of  nonutilitarian  atti- 
tudes toward  nature  and  cultivation  of  an  appreciative  perspective. 
Decisions  pitting  purist  versus  sporting  uses  thus  contract 
social  classes  and  rural  versus  urban  perspectives  and  values 
concerning  the  natural  environment.  Such  generalizations  ex- 
clude  many   considerations,   but  these  aspects  of  natural 
^^IlpB^  resource  allocation  and  management  have  widespread  politi- 

**  *  cal  implications  and  warrant  close  attention.  Revitalizing 

rural  areas  is  of  great  national  concern  but  the  one- 
man,  one-vote  ruling  of  the  Supreme  Court  has 
given  urban  residents  greater  political  power. 
The  social  class  issue  is  also  crucial.  A  leading 
conservation  writer,  Michael  Frome,  recently 
wrote  "I  have  always  considered  parks,  forests 
and   Wildlife   Refuge  as  manifestations  of  a 
living  democracy.  Now  I  suspect  they  have  the 
same  weaknesses  as  other  institutions  that  need 
new  directions." 


John  C.  Hendee  is  Recreation  Research  Project  Leader  for 
the  Pacific  Northwest  Forest  &  Range  Experiment  Sta 
tion,  USDA,  Seattle,  Washington.  This  article  is  con 
densed  from  a  paper  presented  at  the  34th  North 
American  Wildlife  and  Natural  Resources  Confer 
ence,  Washington  DC.  1969. 


Nature  enthusiasts  have  taken  to  federal 
refuges  in  droves  and  often  view  the  con- 
sumptive hunter  or  fisherman  as  a  threat  to 
their  continued  enjoyment  of  wildlife. 


Appreciation  of  outdoof  resources  that  is 
learned  during  childhood  is  reflected  in 
later  life  use  of  natural  resources. 


Tangible  Benefits.  The  recreation 
experience  is  a  commodity  characterized 
by  (1)  immediate  enjoyment  (pleasure 
incurred  before,  during  and  after  partici- 
pation; (2)  long-term  physical  and  psycho- 
logical benefits  to  participants  (strong 
bodies  and  healthy  minds);  (3)  long-term 
benefits  to  the  Nation  (happy,  more  pro- 
ductive citizens).  Following  are  some  of 
the  intangible  benefits  and  values  attri- 
buted to  hunting  and  appreciative 
recreation. 

One  authority  reports  the  value  of 
hunting  as  being  an  "agent  of  awareness," 
it  confirms  man's  "continuity  with  the  life 
of  animal  populations."  Leopold  stressed 
"cultural  values  in  .  .  .  experiences  that  re- 
new contact  with  wild  things"  (such  as 
hunting)  and  cited  a  "split  rail  value"  from 
reenactment  of  earlier  history,  value  from 
confrontation  with  the  soil-plant-animal- 
man  food  chain,  and  values  arising  from 
exercise  of  the  ethical  constraints  col- 
lectively called  sportsmanship.  Some 
critics  indicate  that  killing  for  pleasure  is  a 
despicable  way  of  recreating  oneself,  but  in 
defense  of  hunting  one  can  stress  its 
instinctive  basis  and  character  building 
aspects,  and  add  that  killing  is  really  a 
subordinate  part  of  the  experience  for  the 
true  sportsman.  Another  researcher  found 
"no  blame  in  the  hunter  (for  killing)  as 
long  as  his  conscience,  ruled  by  respect  for 
nature,  governs  his  action." 


Writing  on  the  subject  thus  indicates 
little  definitive  information  about  the 
intangible  benefits  of  hunting,  but  reveals 
extensive  speculation  and  some  defensive 
reactions  to  hunting's  persistent  critics. 

The  intangible  benefits  ascribed  to 
appreciative  (and  other)  types  of  recrea- 
tion are  equally  descriptive  and  lack 
support  by  empirical  data.  The  greatest 
insights  into  the  intangible  benefits  of 
appreciative  recreation  relate  to  wilderness 
use  where  emotional  aspects  of  the 
experience  are  thought  to  be  the  most 
extreme.  The  general  conclusions  seem  to 
be  that  wilderness  visits  are  primarily  moti- 
vated by  desire  to  escape  from  the 
artificiality  of  civilized  surroundings  into 
natural  settings  where  the  necessity  for  pri- 
mitive means  of  existence  results  in  various 
(but  undefined)  emotional  benefits  to  the 
participant.  One  psychiatrist  suggests  that 
the  value  of  wilderness  trips  is  in  the 
simplified  role  playing,  reduced  status 
seeking,  and  interpersonal  competition 
during  such  an  experience.  One  scientist 
concludes  that  "People  who  enjoy  it  .  .  . 
attain  a  sense  of  rejuvenation.  .  .  Com- 
monly, they  return  with  increased  vigor, 
more  optimism,  and  greater  tolerance." 
While  outdoor  recreation  does  provide 
benefits  to  physical  and  mental  health  this 
cannot  be  proven  —  the  value  of  recreation 
to  physical  and  mental  health  is  based  on 
faith,  not  on  evidence. 

Available  knowledge  on  the  intangible 
benefits  of  different  types  of  recreation  is 
thus  of  little  help  to  resource  managers 
trying  to  evaluate  the  social  consequences 
of  alternative  resource  uses.  More  is  needed 
than  just  knowing  that  recreation  is  good 
or  that  it  is  a  medium  for  satisfying  subtle 
human  needs.  We  have  no  basis  for 
knowing  how  important  recreation  is  or  if 
some  types  of  recreation  are  better  than 
others. 

Unfortunately,  studies  of  intangible  or 
external  benefits  of  recreation  are  virtually 
nonexistent  although  there  has  been  wide- 
spread speculation,  usually  in  the  form  of 
arguments  for  specific  uses  by  deeply 
committed  clientele. 

Rigorous  research  is  needed  to  provide 
some  clues  to  the  relative  value  of  alter- 
native and  conflicting  types  of  recreation 
that  might  be  provided. 

Increase  In  Different  Types  Of  Use.  One 
important  criterion  for  determining  the 
highest  values  to  which  Wildlife  Refuges 
might  be  devoted  is  the  relative  social  pre- 
ference for  alternative  uses. 

In  the  last  fifteen  years,  the  Bureau  of  Out- 
door Recreation  has  found  a  57%  increase 
in  walking  for. pleasure,  a  35%  increase  in 
camping,  a  26%  increase  in  hiking  and 
sightseeing,  and  an  8%  increase  in  nature 
study. 


Hunting  as  a  form  of  recreation  is 
decreasing,  according  to  studies  based  on 
purchase  of  licenses.  The  figures  already 
available  indicate  not  only  a  proportional 
decrease  in  hunting  but  a  decrease  signifi- 
cantly correlated  with  population 
growth." 

This  trend  is  not  surprising  since 
hunting  seems  based  on  cultural  values 
rural  in  origin.  Migration  to  urban  centers 
precludes  the  way  of  life  generating 
hunting  as  an  expression  of  values  and  re- 
duced the  opportunity  for  youth  to  be 
introduced  to  the  sport  early  in  life. 

On  the  other  hand,  appreciative  types 
of  recreation  seem  likely  to  increase.  Primi- 
tive forms  of  outdoor  recreation,  such  as 
wilderness  camping,  are  increasing  at  much 
faster  rates  than  the  more  domesticated 
version  of  such  activity  —  car  camping. 
Much  of  the  dramatic  increase  in 
recreation  use  of  the  National  Parks,  and 
recent  successful  passage  of  legislation  to 
create  more  parks  and  wilderness,  is 
evidence  of  increasing  awareness  and  con- 
cern of  American  society  for  natural 
environment  areas. 

Competition  between  atJpreciative  and 
consumptive  uses  of  Wildlitt  Refuges  will 
greatly  increase  in  the  years  ahead.  In  the 
meantime,  policy  decisions  affecting 
appreciative  and  consumptive  recreation 
uses  must  be  based,  among  other  things,  on 
who  will  benefit  and  knowledge  of  parti- 
cipation trends. 


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VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


PURPLE  FINCH 


There's  a  Red  Headed  Sparrow 


By  MRS.  CARL  E.  JONSON 


T 


here's  a  red-headed  sparrow!  "--yelled  my  son's 
friend,  his  mouth  full  of  peanut  butter  sand- 
wich. We  were  eating  lunch  in  front  of  our  dining  room 
window,  watching  the  antics  at  the  bird  feeder.  A 
sudden  shaft  of  sunlight  turned  the  brick-colored 
crown  of  one  of  the  birds  into  a  glowing  red  -and  pro- 
duced the  startled  cry  from  our  guest.  We  hastened  to 
inform  the  unenlightened  fellow  that  what  he  was 
seeing  was  really  a  house  finch. 

I  must  admit  that  we  were  not  always  so  know- 
ledgeable. When  we  first  noticed  Mrs.  House  Finch 
some  years  ago,  we  assumed  that  she  was  just  one  more 
sparrow.  There  was  nothing  distinguished  about  her 
drab,  grayish-brown  coat,  nor  did  her  slender  shape  and 
strong  bill  seem  significant. 

Mr.  House  Finch,  though,  did  interest  us.  With  his 
red  crown  and  breast,  he  was  an  attractive  addition  to 
our  feeder.  And  when  he  flew,  there  was  a  bright  flash 
of  red  on  his  rump.  We  looked  in  the  few  bird  books  on 
hand  and  wondered  if  he  were  possibly  a  purple  finch 
or  perhaps  a  red  poll.  Neither  seemed  quite  right,  so  I 
telephoned  the  local  Audubon  Society  and  thereby 
learned  that  our  mysterious  friend  was  a  house  finch, 
fairly  common  in  this  area. 

JANUARY,  1977 


We  felt  that  the  puzzle  was  not  completely  solved, 
however,  as  most  bird  guides  listed  the  house  finch  as  a 
western  bird.  Then  an  article  appeared  in  Ranger  Rick  's 
Nature  Magazine  which  cleared  up  the  matter.  As  I 
remember  it,  a  pet  store  on  Long  Island  had  illegally 
imported  house  finch  from  the  west  coast.  Hearing  that 
game  inspectors  were  about  to  visit  the  store,  the 
owners  released  the  birds.  Surprisingly,  the  finch  not 
only  survived  New  York  winters  but  began  multiplying. 

If  the  number  of  house  finch  that  visit  our  Northern 
Virginia  yard  is  indicative,  these  birds  are  thriving  here. 
For  hours  every  day,  a  dozen  or  two  divide  their  time 
between  perching  picturesquely  in  our  crepe  myrtle 
and  descending  in  droves  on  the  feeder.  They  consume 
quantities  of  sunflower  seeds,  which  -  to  discourage 
starlings  -  is  the  only  feed  we  put  out.  As  nonchalantly 
as  cardinals,  the  finch  crack  open  the  large  hulls  and 
gulp  down  the  kernels.  This  is  usually  done  during 
interludes  in  what  looks  like  a  game  of  "musical 
chairs";  four  or  five  birds  flap  their  wings  and  hop 
around  and  around  the  feeder,  chirping  and  jockeying 
for  position. 

How  much  duller  the  winter  scene  would  be  without 
this  clan  of  colorful,  energetic  finch! 


17 


Primitive  Weapons: 


A  Modern  Challenge 


ByBILLWEEKES 

Why  have  special  seasons  or  hunts  for  primitive 
gun  hunters?  Don't  they  get  enough  time  to  use 
their  antiquated  replicas  during  the  regular  open  season 
when  modern  gun  nimrods  also  take  to  the  field?  Some 
feel  such  special  seasons  or  hunts  are  superfluous.  By 
this  attitude  they  intimate  that  primitive  gun  hunting 
doesn't  offer  anything  "special"  for  the  hunter. 

But  the  "black  powder  boys"  can  give  a  disbeliever 
plenty  of  reasons  why  their  brand  of  sport  is  singular. 
The  reasons  include  greater  challenge,  historical  signi- 
ficance, greater  quality  hunter  opportunity,  more 
hours  of  recreation,  less  expense,  and  more  humane 
weaponry  for  the  game  target. 

The  most  obvious  aspect  of  this  greater  challenge  in 
primitive  gun  hunting  is  the  fact  that  the  sportsman  has 
only  one  quick  shot.  "Few  men  with  a  muzzle  loader 
are  going  to  shoot  into  a  bush  to  see  what  comes 
running  out,"  said  one  hunter.  "I  have  never  heard  of 

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anyone  being  accidently  shot  with  a  muzzle  loader 
because  this  type  of  hunter  has  to  be  so  careful  with  his 
first  shot  that  he  must  know  what  he's  shooting  at. " 

Many  hunters  refer  to  the  preparation  of  their 
repHca  weapons  as  a  "labor  of  love."  "It  is  a  very  per- 
sonal sport  which  allows  a  man  to  take  up  very  basic 
tools  and  build  a  system  very  uniquely  his  own,"  stated 
one  Tennessee  hunter  who  visits  the  Old  Dominion  for 
some  of  his  hunting.  "By  the  very  nature  of  his  weapon, 
the  muzzle  loading  hunter  has  put  in  many  hours  of 
practice  and  study  before  feeling  he  and  his  weapon  are 
ready  for  the  hunt. " 

Patience  in  stalking  game  is  another  part  of  the 
challenge  because  the  effective  range  with  a  muzzle 
loading  rifle  is  only  about  150  yards.  "With  a  primitive 
weapon,"  stated  a  Virginia  hunter,  "you  must  get  a  lot 
closer  to  the  game.  There's  more  stalking,  more  sport 
required." 

"Black  powder  buffs  study  the  history  of  the  muzzle 
loaders,"  one  hunter  commented.  "They  do  this  so 

VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


they  will  have  a  more  complete  understanding  of  the 
guns  they  shoot.  Also  they  want  to  know  about  the 
costumes  of  the  periods  during  which  these  guns  were 
originally  used." 

The  attraction  of  "quality  hunting"  is  another  rea- 
son for  the  growing  army  of  primitive  gun  nimrods. 
Special  seasons  or  hunts  for  black  powder  aficionados 
come  before  the  regular  hunting  season  in  most  states. 
Also,  old  gun  hunters  are  still  much  fewer  than  those 
who  hunt  with  modern  firearms.  Because  of  these  two 
facts,  a  special  season  or  hunt  gives  primitive  gunners 
more  freedom  in  the  field.  He  is  not  crowded  out  by 
other  sportsmen. 

Another  dimension  in  primitive  gun  hunting  is  more 
hours  of  recreation  (because  the  challenge  is  greater 
and  the  success  lower).  As  Dr.  Henry  Mosby,  professor 
of  wildlife  science  at  Virginia  Tech  and  State  University 
in  Blacksburg,  envisions  it,  the  future  will  see  more  and 
more  hunters  stalking  deer  on  less  and  less  available 
land.  Yet,  to  satisfy  a  growing  number  of  hunters,  more 


recreation  hours  will  need  to  be  produced.  Dr.  Mosby 
sees  in  the  muzzle  loading  seasons  an  answer  to  ex- 
panded recreation  time  on  public  land. 

The  popularity  of  hunting  with  primitive  guns 
blossomed  several  years  ago,  according  to  Don 
Harkrader,  a  gun  dealer  in  Christiansburg.  "Several 
years  ago  we  didn't  even  carry  black  powder,  but  now 
of  course  we  do  —  in  all  different  granulations.  Rephcas 
of  more  and  more  old  guns  and  the  paraphernalia  that 
goes  with  them,  like  percussion  caps,  powder  flasks, 
and  bullet  molds,  have  been  on  the  market  now  for 
some  years. 

The  ammunition  is  cheaper  for  the  muzzle  loader. 
While  a  modern  bullet  cartridge  costs  35  cents,  the  old 
gun  hunter  spends  only  about  three  cents  per  shot 
(about  one-half  cent  for  a  piece  of  shot,  one  cent  for  a 
powder  load  and  three-fourths  of  a  cent  for  a  cap). 

Just  how  efficient  are  muzzle  loading  pieces  as 
hunting  weapons?  For  both  types  of  muzzle  loading 
rifles  —  flintlock  and  percussion  —  powder  and  shot  are 
loaded  down  a  barrel  and  packed  home  with  a  patch 
over  a  ball  which  is  attached  to  the  end  of  a  ramrod. 
With  a  flintlock  —  which  experienced  its  heyday  in  the 
18th  Century  —  powder  must  also  be  placed  on  a  small 
pan  near  a  lever.  The  spark  from  the  flint  hits  a  piece  of 
steel  or  "frizzen",  igniting  the  powder  on  the  pan  and 
this,  in  turn,  ignites,  through  a  small  aperture,  the 
powder  in  the  barrel.  The  explosion  in  the  barrel  pushes 
out  the  shot.  In  percussion  models  the  hammer  hits  a 
cap  which  sparks  off  the  powder  inside,  which  is  pro- 
tected from  the  elements. 

"The  percussion  rifles  are  more  popular,"  com- 
mented Harkrader,  who  last  year  sold  his  $1,500 
Andrew  Kopp  original  Kentucky  rifle  made  in 
Pennsylvania  in  1840.  "They  are  less  comphcated  and 
more  accurate.  With  a  flintlock  you  have  to  follow  a 
moving  target  because  you  never  know  when  the  igni- 
tion outside  will  reach  the  powder  inside.  With  the 
percussion  you  don't  have  the  problem  of  breaking  the 
flint  or  of  getting  the  powder  wet." 

Primitive  gun  hunters  insist  to  a  man  that  their  guns 
are  as  accurate  as  a  modern  piece  from  125  to  150  yards 
if  both  guns  have  open  sights.  Anti-hunting  persons 
have  been  led  to  believe  that  primitive  guns,  because 
they  are  "old",  are  less  accurate,  and  therefore,  less 
humane  as  a  killing  piece.  What  these  critics  don't 
realize  is  that  most  primitive  gun  hunters  would  not 
hunt  with  old  originals.  These  guns  are  too  valuable  to 
risk  damaging  in  the  woods.  Primitive  gun  buffs  hunt 
with  modern  replicas  of  the  old  originals. 

The  Witten  Fort  Rifles  of  Tazewell  County,  the 
oldest  of  Virginia's  primitive  gun  clubs,  is  representa- 
tive of  the  enthusiasm  of  its  members  for  their  sport. 
Several  members  recounted  their  experiences  hunting 
with  these  weapons. 


JANUARY,  1977 


19 


"Of  course,  you  have  only  one  quick  shot  at  a  time," 
noted  Ernie  Hobbs  of  Kingsport,  Tennessee.  "I've  shot 
a  deer  in  the  rain  when  the  cap  would  strike  and  the 
powder  would  bum,  but  there  was  no  explosion." 

"Using  a  muzzle  loader  is  altogether  a  different 
sport,"  stated  Don  Hagy  of  Bluefield,  owner  of  more 
than  60  guns  and  veteran  of  about  15  years  of  caplock 
and  flintlock  shooting.  "I  feel  if  our  forefathers  could 
hunt  with  these  types  of  guns,  we  surely  should  be  able 
to.  I  wouldn't  be  afraid  to  face  any  game  with  a  muzzle 
loader  and  it  doesn't  take  me  long  to  reload  each  time.  I 
carry  charges  and  patches  made  out  in  advance." 

"The  round  ball,  because  it  doesn't  move  through 
the  air  as  easily  as  the  modern  bullet,  means  you've  got 
to  play  the  wind,"  observed  Andrew  J.  Witten,  charter 
member  of  the  Witten  Fort  group. 

Bill  Boyd  of  Mountain  Hope,  many  time  old  gun 
target  champion  of  his  native  West  Virginia,  thinks 
muzzle  loaders  are  more  accurate  at  100  yards.  "One 
year  we  went  to  the  Huntington  Gun  Club  and  they  had 
to  use  peep  sights  on  their  modern  guns  and  we  beat 
them  all  three  matches,"  he  recalled. 

Muzzle  loading  hunting  is  growing.  Membership  in 
the  National  Muzzle  Loading  Rifle  Association  has 
increased  50  percent  in  the  last  four  years  to  its  present 
19,000.  These  members  emanate  from  more  than  200 
charter  target  shooting  clubs  of  which  five  are  found  in 
Virginia. 

In  1973  the  Old  Dominion  joined  eleven  other 
southeastern  states  in  providing  special  seasons  for  the 
primitive  gun  hunters.  This  came  about  at  the  request 
of  these  hunters. 

During  the  first  three  seasons  in  this  program  here, 
Virginia  primitive  gun  hunters  were  allowed  the  ex- 
clusive use  of  Clinch  Mountain,  Gathright  and  Goshen- 
Little  North  Mountain  Wildlife  Management  Areas. 
This  year,  for  the  first  time,  black  powder  nimrods 
were  allowed  to  use  in  addition,  the  G.  Richard 
Thompson  Management  Area  and  portions  of  the 
Jefferson  National  Forest. 

According  to  data  compiled  by  Joe  Coggin  of  the 
Commission  of  Game  and  Inland  Fisheries,  the  esti- 
mated number  of  hunters  in  1973  was  631;  in  1974, 
826;  and  in  1975,900.  Hunter  success  was  3.8  percent, 
5.6  percent  and  3.6  percent,  with  24,  46  and  32  deer 
harvested,  respectively. 

A  muzzle  loading  gun  used  in  Virginia  must  be  a 
single  shot  side  lock  percussion  weapon  only  (no  under 
or  center  hammers),  firing  a  single  projectile  loaded 
from  the  muzzle  of  the  weapon  and  propelled  by  at 
least  50  grains  of  black  powder.  No  telescopic  sights  are 
allowed. 

In  addition  to  Witten  Fort,  primitive  gun  clubs  in 
Virginia  include  the  Blue  Ridge  Buckskinners  of 
Harrisonburg;  the  Shenandoah  Long  Hunters  of 
Charlottesville;  and  the  Turkey  Creek  Longrifles  of 
Richmond. 


20 


Henry 
Mosby 

WILDLIFE  MANAGEMENT  PIONEER 
Bv  BILL  COCHRAN 


Mr.  Henry  S.  Mosby,  a  name  synonymous  with  wildlife  man- 
agement in  Virginia  for  more  than  30  years,  stepped  down 
as  head  of  the  Department  of  Fisheries  and  Wildlife  at  Virginia 
Tech  this  year. 

In  1978,  Mosby  will  reach  retirement  age,  and  until  then  he 
prefers  teaching  and  research  to  the  paper  shuffling  duties  of  a 
department  head.  Dr.  Gerald  H.  Cross,  a  wildlife  extension 
specialist,  succeeded  Mosby. 

Mosby  began  his  career  as  a  state  wildlife  biologist,  working 
on  an  extensive  turkey  project  in  1939.  He  has  pioneered  many 
wildlife  practices.  In  1947,  he  began  teaching  and  conducting 
wildlife  research  at  Tech.  Many  of  his  students  now  manage  the 
state's  wildlife  resources,  as  employees  of  the  Virginia  Com- 
mission of  Game  and  Inland  Fisheries. 

The  past  week,  while  peering  over  his  reading  glasses  and 
tampering  with  his  reluctant  pipe,  Mosby  commented  on  a 
number  of  wildlife  subjects : 

The  Antihunting  Movement:  I  think  the  general  public,  in 
reacting  to  all  of  the  violence  that  we  see  so  much  of  in  news- 
papers and  on  TV  and  elsewhere,  is  assuming  that  all  forms  of 
killing  should  be  discounted  or  avoided. 


VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


The  fact  is,  and  I  don't  think  even  sportsmen  fully  realize  this, 
you  cannot  stockpile  wildlife.  It  builds  up  and  goes  down  each 
and  every  year.  And  if  man  doesn't  make  use  of  a  reasonable 
segment  of  it,  it  is  going  to  be  lost  anyway. 

Here  on  the  college  farm,  we  closely  observed  quail  for  a 
number  of  years,  from  October  until  spring.  With  no  man-caused 
mortality,  we  found  that  on  the  average  55  percent  of  the  birds 
present  in  the  fall  disappeared  from  natural  causes  by  spring. 

Regardless  of  however  we  may  wish  it  were  not  so,  all  wild 
animals  die  a  violent  death,  one  way  or  another.  The  question  is 
whether  they  be  quickly  dispatched  in  a  sporting  way  or  per- 
mitted to  die  of  starvation,  disease,  accidents  or  some  other 
cause. 

I  have  a  whole  lot  of  compassion  for  those  that  die  a  lingering 
death,  and  I'm  not  too  certain  that  a  quick  dispatch  by  a  hunter 
may  not  be  a  far  more  humane  way.  I  know  that  most  of  the 
antihunting  sentiment  is  emotional  and  I  can  appreciate  this,  but 
who  are  those  who  object  the  loudest  to  fish  kills  or  deer  star- 
vation or  who  are  those  who  take  food  out  to  wildlife  in  the 
wintertime?  It  is  the  hunter,  not  the  nonhunter. 

The  Greatest  Game  Management  Accomplishments:  Beyond 
question  the  deer  restoration  program  and  to  a  lessei- extent  the 
turkey  restoration  programs  have  been  the  two  most  dramatic 
wildlife  management  accomplishments  in  Virginia. 

In  the  western  part  of  the  state,  prior  to  the  mid-30s,  all  deer 
•had  disappeared  except  for  one  small  group  in  Bath  County  with 
some  spillover  into  Alleghany  County.  All  your  deer  present  in 
the  mountains  of  Western  Virginia  have  been  re-established  since 
1940.  The  main  push  involved  about  2,000  deer.  At  present,  we 
are  hai-vesting  about  20,000  to  25,000  annually  in  this  section  of 
the  state. 

Also  the  turkeys  were  wiped  out  southwest  of  Craig  County 
down  to  Lee  County.  The  turkey  has  been  re-established  by  live 
trapping  and  stocking,  through  forest  management  progrmns 
and  game  protection.  "^ 

Squirrel  Laws:  The  squirrel  laws  in  Virginia  defy  any  lo^cal 
explanation.  The  color-coded  map  used  to  designate  the  many 
different  seasons  looks  as  if  someone  had  given  a  six-year-old  kid 
a  bunch  of  crayons  and  a  map  of  Virginia  and  told  him  to  start 
coloring  the  map,  using  any  color  that  came  to  mind. 

Most  of  the  difficulty  with  the  squirrel  laws  is  not  the  result 
of  fuzzy  thinking  on  the  part  of  the  State  Game  Commission, 
but  is  the  result  of  laws  passed  by  the  General  Assembly  for  some 
individual  in  a  particular  county  who  thinks  his  season  is  more 
desirable  than  another. 

Some  counties  have  had  a  September  season  for  25  years,  the 
adjoining  county  has  had  an  October  season  for  an  equal  time 
and  still  others  have  had  a  November  season.  No  one  has  been 
able  to  detect  any  overall  difference  in  squirrel  populations. 
Now  a  25  year  experiment  is  a  reasonable  period  of  time. 

If  game  populations  produce  a  removable  surplus,  it  is  good 
conservation  to  remove  as  large  a  proportion  of  the  surplus  in  a 
recreation  effort  as  possible,  so  long  as  we  are  assured  that  it  does 
not  adversely  affect  the  population.  The  squirrel  hunter  can  do 
this  best  in  September,  because  that  is  when  squirrels  congregate 
at  mast  producing  trees. 

Now  in  September,  a  percentage  of  the  adult  females  may 
not  have  completely  weaned  their  young  and  that  is  an  objection 
to  an  early  season.  But  if  you  put  the  season  off  later  in  the  fall, 
the  possibility  of  harvesting  a  reasonable  number  of  squirrels 
diminishes. 

The  average  number  of  squirrels  lost  each  year  whether  you 
hunt  them  or  not  runs  between  40  and  50  per  cent.  Even  with 
the  early  season,  according  to  all  the  studies  that  have  been  made 
that  I  am  aware  of,  you  don't  harvest  more  than  about  10  to  15 
per  cent.  The  later  the  season,  the  smaller  the  harvest.  To  let 
natural  causes  remove  that  great  a  percentage  just  doesn't  make 
sense.  I'd  recommend  a  Sept.  1  season. 


Special  Seasons:  If  a  hunter  gets  his  jollies  out  playing  Robin 
Hood  or  out  hunting  with  a  muzzle  loader,  and  he  is  completely 
satisfied  with  his  outdoor  experience,  why  not  permit  him  that 
opportunity.  We  are  in  the  recreation  business. 

Now  statements  often  are  made  that  the  special  seasons  (bow- 
hunfing  and  muzzle  loading)  are  set  just  for  special  groups.  The 
fact  is,  anyone  who  wants  can  join  that  group.  These  seasons 
require  special  equipment,  but  don't  restrict  who  may  use  that 
equipment. 

It  is  a  matter  of  making  hunting  a  more  sporting  proposition 
and  less  a  killing  one.  There  is  no  evidence  of  any  kind  in  the 
country  that  I  am  aware  of  that  shows  archers  or  muzzle  loaders 
have  had  any  serious  impact  on  game  species. 

Fall  Turkey  Regulations:  I  was  very  sorry  to  see  the  fall 
turkey  season  contain  regulations  that  require  the  taking  of 
gobblers  only.  I  don't  think  this  is  practical,  because  it  simply 
isn't  feasible  to  distinguish  between  a  hen  and  a  gobbler  while 
hunting  in  the  fall. 

I  think  you  destroy  a  good  bit  of  a  hunter's  recreation  if  you 
put  him  into  a  position  where  he  is  afraid  he  is  going  to  break  a 
law  even  if  he  doesn't  want  to.  If  you  don't  have  enough  turkeys 
to  justify  aneither-sex  fall  season,!  would  suggest  just  eliminating 
the  season  entirely. 

Forestland  Management:  The  brightest  future  of  wildlife  man- 
agement will  be  in  forestland  game  (deer,  turkeys,  squirrel),  not 
farmland  game  (rabbits,  quail). 

At  the  present  time,  livestock  is  the  best  economic  promise 
for  the  majority  of  farmers.  Livestock  production  and  wildlife 
production  on  the  same  area  seldom  works.  So  long  as  there  is 
livestock  production,  with  its  heavy  utilization  of  cover  by  gra- 
zing and  hay  production,  you  just  about  can  count  on  elimi- 
nating quail  and  rabbits. 

On  the  other  hand,  good  forestry  practices  are  compatible 
with  wildlife  management  practices.  I  think  Virginia  pretty  well 
has  recognized  this,  and  the  most  emphasis  is  placed  on  forest 
wildlife  management.  One  of  the  virtues  here  in  Virginia  is  the 
excellent  cooperative  agreement  between  the  state  and  forest 
service  for  the  management  of  more  than  one  and  one-half 
million  acres  of  national  forest  land. 

Exotic  Game  Species:  The  chance  of  finding  an  exotic  game 
species  that  will  really  contribute  to  hunting  is  very  remote. 
We've  been  through  that,  and  I  think  most  exotic  introductions 
are  going  to  receive  a  very  skeptical  eye  from  now  on.  The  possi- 
bility of  better  managing  native  species  is  so  much  superior.  The 
chance  of  committing  an  error  with  an  exotic  is  often  great. 

Management  of  Nongame  Species.  In  the  past,  98  to  99  per 
cent  of  the  wildlife  management  practices  were  strictly  for  game 
species.  Game  remains  the  most  substantially  supported  species, 
but  recently  nonconsumptive  species  have  been  receiving  greater 
consideration. 

A  number  of  states  have  attempted  to  raise  special  funds  for 
nongame  wildlife.  Most  state  agencies  derive  their  wildlife  funds 
from  the  hunter  and  fisherman,  and  there  is  the  feeling  that  this 
money  should  be  spent  on  species  that  are  his  primary  concern. 

Of  course,  many  game  programs  benefit  nongame  species. 
Waterfowl  refuges  are  a  typical  example.  They  are  funded  by 
sportsmen  almost  entirely  for  waterfowl,  but  just  look  at  all  the 
other  wildlife  that  also  benefits. 

You  can  not  benefit  game  without  benefiting  nongame 
species.  This  is  something  sportsmen  have  said  all  along.  But  it 
can  work  the  other  way,  too.  Many  programs  specifically  for 
nongame  could  benefit  game. 

The  Wild  Turkey:  To  me  it  is  a  fascinating  bird,  because  it  can 
be  one  of  the  smartest  creatures,  then  turn  around  and  do  some 
of  the  most  stupid  things. 

I'm  still  looking  for  some  of  the  stupid  ones,  but  most  I  have 
encountered  have  been  considerably  smarter  than  I  am. 


JANUARY,  1977 


21 


TO>  MS... 

A  Conglomeration  of  Comments,  Cumshaw  and  Cogitation 


...  A  PERSON  OUGHT  TO  HAVE 
ONE! 

If  you  are  truly  interested  in  the 
status  of  endangered  wildlife  there  is 
a  free  publication  which  you  should 
be  getting.  Write  the  Department  of 
The  Interior,  U.  S.  Fish  and  Wildlife 
Service,  Endangered  Species  Pro- 
gram, Washington,  D.C.  20240  and 
request  you  start  receiving: 
"Endangered  Species  Technical  Bul- 
letin." 

Do-it-yourselfers  take  note 

there  is  now  available  a  new  brick 
system  which  will  enable  you  to 
easily  construct  those  neat  back- 
yard (or  inside)  building  projects 
which  you  have  been  putting  off. 
Mortarless  and  interlocking,  the  4- 
inch  and  8-inch-wide  bricks  come  in 
a  variety  of  colors.  Your  finished 
product  will  take  you  less  time  by 
about  one-half,  cost  much  less  and 
the  neighbors  will  probably  ask  for 
the  name  of  your  "contractor."  For 
details  contact:  Zip  Brick,  Inc., 
Dept.  PP,  10439  Garibaldi,  St. 
Louis,  Mo.  63131. 

Winter  Weather  and  the  higher 
(and  dryer)  indoor  temperatures 
brings  about  the  dry  house  condition 
which  not  only  makes  living  un- 
comfortable but  often  results  in 
cracked  walls  and  furniture  and  can 


even  cause  wallpaper  to  peel. 
Additionally,  if  you  are  like  me,  the 
situation  actually  becomes 
'shocking'  with  every  metal  object  a 
potential  source  of  electrocution. 
Research  Products  Corporation, 
Madison,  Wis.  53701  has  a  free  book- 
let  entitled  Humidification  Facts 
which  might  be  the  source  of  an 
answer  to  the  problem  of  'Desert 
Domicile'. 


If  you  are  looking  for  a  new  and 
different  way  of  planning  your  next 
outing,  hike,  fishing  trip  or  what- 
ever, consider  the  use  of  aerial 
photography.  Land  use  patterns  are 
readily  discernible  through  the  use 
of  high-altitude,  quad-centered 
aerial  photographs.  Additionally, 
the  various  types  of  vegetation  can 
be  interpreted  and  even  property 
lines  are  recognizable.  For  infor- 
mation on  what  coverage  of  Virginia 
is  available  and  even  suggestions  for 
the  use  of  the  existing  coverage 
(nearly  4/5  of  the  state  has  already 
been  photographed)  write  to  the 
Virginia  Division  of  Mineral  Re- 
sources, Box  3667-S,  Charlottesville, 
Va.  22901. 

For  Fifty  Cents  and  24  cents  post- 
age, you  can  obtain  a  very  interesting 
and  educational  Virginia  American 
Revolutionary  War  Map.  Published 
by  the  Virginia  Independence 
Bicentennial  Commission  in  cooper- 
ation with  the  Virginia  Highway 
Department,  the  multi-colored  map 
traces  the  routes  taken  in  1780-81 
by  Generals  Rochambeau  and 
George  Washington.  Also  listed  on 
the  map  is  a  chronology  of  Revo- 
lutionary events  which  are  Virginia- 
related  beginning  with  the  defeat  of 
the  Shawnee  Indians  in  the  year 
1774  to  the  1781  Cornwallis  defeat 
at  Yorktown.  Chances  are  you  might 


have  killed  your  last  deer  or  turkey 
on  what  had  been  an  Indian  Fort 
back  in  those  misty  times.  It's  worth 
checking  out.  Contact  the  VIBC, 
Box  1976,  Yorktown,  Va.  23690. 

. . .  .For  Your  Book  Shelf 

These  long  winter  nights,  which 
are  traditionally  for  'catalog-ing' 
through  the  L.  L.  Beans,  the  Herter's 
and  the  multitude  of  similar  goodies, 
are  also  the  times  when  a  good  book 
is  irreplaceable.  Such  a  book,  and 
one  that  will  start  your  planning  pro- 
cesses early  and  could  cause  no  small 
amount  of  cabin  fever  is  Hiking 
Trails  in  the  Mid-Atlantic  States. 
This  little  gem  done  by  Edward  B. 
Garvey  from  Falls  Church,  Virginia 
is  212  pages  of  detailed  information 
and  suggestions  for  the  person  who  is 
a  dyed-in-the-wool  backpacker  or 
one  who  just  gets  out  occasionally. 
Covered  in  the  book,  in  addition  to 
suggestions  that  range  from  what  to 
purchase  (equipment-wise)  to  safety 
hints,  are  details  including  mileages 
of  trails  in  Virginia,  West  Virginia, 
Pennsylvania,  Maryland,  Delaware 
and  New  Jersey.  Costing  $5.95  this 
valuable  paperback  is  available  from 
The  Great  Lakes  Living  Press,  3634 
W.  216th  St.  Matteson,  Illinois 
60443. 

. . .  .And  Then 

Did  you  know  that  birds  are  cap- 
able of  reaching  some  pretty  respect- 
able altitudes?  According  to  records 
of  the  National  Audubon  Society 
the  normal  flight  pattern  is  at  3,000 
feet  or  below.  However  a  bearded 
vulture  was  sighted  at  25,000  feet 
over  the  Himalayas  and  a  Western 
Airlines  Electra  'collected'  a  mallard 
duck  some  time  ago  at  a  recorded 
altitude  of  21,000  feet. 


22 


VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


Wildlife 


Management  Area 

A  classic  farm  fence  leads  sportsmen  into  the  Rappahannock  Wildlife  Management  Area. 


By  J.  E.  THORNTON 

The  Rappahannock  Wildhfe  Management  Area, 
consisting  of  approximately  3,900  acres,  is  the 
most  recent  in  the  Commission's  program  to  provide 
public  hunting  and  fishing  opportunities  throughout 
Virginia.  It  is  particularly  important  because  of  its 
strategic  location,  being  close  to  the  heavily  populated 
centers  of  Northern  Virginia. 

It  is  located  in  the  southeast  corner  of  Fauquier 
County  approximately  18  miles  south  of  Warrenton 
and  about  7  miles  from  Remington  on  Route  651.  The 
Commission  obtained  possession,  for  all  practical  pur- 
poses, in  January,  1976,  with  one  additional  tract  being 
acquired  in  June  of  1976.  So,  details  of  the  plans  for 
the  management  of  this  wildlife  unit  are  just  now 
beginning  to  take  shape,  and  implementation  of  the 
plan  is  just  getting  underway. 

The  Rappahaimock  Wildlife  Management  Unit  is 
ideally  suited  for  a  public  hunting  and  fishing  area. 
About  80  percent  of  it  is  in  forest  land,  consisting 
mostly  of  cutover  mixed  hardwood  and  scattered 
stands  of  scrub  pine.  The  remaining  portions  are  in 
cropland  and  grass.  The  wildlife  found  here  consists  of 
white-tailed  deer,  wild  turkeys,  grey  squirrels,  and  an 
occasional  ruffed  grouse.  Bobwhite  quail  and  cotton- 
tail rabbits  are  found  in  fair  numbers  scattered  through- 
out the  crop  and  grass  lands.  The  Rappahannock  River, 

JANUARY,  1977 


making  up  the  southern  border  of  the  unit  is  one  of  the 
unique  features  of  the  unit.  Fair  populations  of  game 
fish  in  the  sunfish  family  (small  and  largemouth  bass, 
red  breasted  sunfish)  and  mixtures  of  rough  fish  pro- 
vide reasonably  good  fishing.  It  is  a  popular  river  with 
canoeists  and  is  considered  one  of  the  best  canoeing 
rivers  in  the  State.  It  goes  through  one  of  the  most 
beautiful  and  unspoiled  sections  of  the  State;  and  to 
the  dedicated  canoeist,  it  presents  scenery  and  vistas 
that  are  hard  to  match  anywhere.  Being  a  "navigable 
stream,"  it  is  public  water  and  is  used  extensively  by 
Whitewater  enthusiasts.  A  pond  of  about  4  acres  just 
behind  the  main  residence  provides  limited  pond 
fishing  (bass,  bluegills). 

Management  of  the  area  is  being  directed  toward 
creating  a  diversity  of  food  and  cover  and  to  provide 
protection  for  the  wildlife  found  there.  Fields  which 
lend  themselves  to  the  production  of  agricultural  crops 
will  be  planted  to  corn,  soybeans,  and  small  grain  on  a 
rotation  basis.  The  fields  will  be  worked  through  a 
leasing  arrangement  with  local  farmers,  with  the  Com- 
mission's share  of  the  crop  being  left  in  the  field  as 
wildlife  food  and  cover.  Some  fields  in  the  future  will 
be  managed  to  provide  for  dove  shooting,  while  others 
will  be  managed  to  provide  other  small  game  habitat. 

A  powerline  right-of-way  being  developed  by  the 
Virginia  Electric  and  Power  Company  crosses  the  area 
for  about  3  miles.  It  will  be  planted  by  the  VEPCO 

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The  4'/4-milcs  uf  llie  Rappahannock  River  downstream  from  the  Kelly's  Ford  Bridge  that  pass  through  the  Rappahannock  Wildlife 
Management  Area  are  prime  canoeing  waters. 


people  in  accordance  with  recommendations  proposed 
by  the  Commission  to  provide  the  maximum  in  the  way 
of  wildHfe  food.  This  right-of-way  will  provide  much 
needed  open  space  through  the  wooded  portions  of  the 
unit  along  with  additional  food  and  cover.  Additional 
clearings  are  planned  for  the  forested  areas  in  the  form 
of  "dayhghting"  many  of  the  old  logging  roads  and  CCC 
fire  trails  found  there.  This  will  consist  of  pushing  back 
the  vegetation  for  as  much  as  100  feet  on  each  side  of 
the  road,  and  planting  to  wildlife  mixtures  of  grasses, 
clovers,  and  lespedezas. 

In  addition  to  its  use  for  public  hunting  and  fishing, 
the  area  is  proving  to  be  a  popular  place  for  field  trials, 
and  a  number  of  bird  dog  field  trials  have  already  been 
held.  Some  additional  travel  lanes  for  field  trial  use  will 
be  made  and  treated  the  same  as  other  improvements, 
but  will,  in  no  way,  interfere  with  the  use  of  the  area  for 
hunting  or  fishing. 

Due  to  its  cutover  condition,  relatively  little  timber 
management  will  be  done  on  the  area  in  the  near  future, 
and  then  only  to  improve  wildlife  habitat.  Small  acre- 
ages of  forest  land  that  consist  of  young  growth  or  have 
little  timber  growth  will  be  opened  up  with  heavy 
equipment  and,  where  appropriate,  burned  under  con- 
trolled conditions  to  provide  additional  openings  for 
small  game  and  browse  for  deer.  Other  areas  treated  in  a 
similar  manner  will  be  planted  to  pine  in  small  patches 


to  provide  cover.  All  such  areas  will  be  seeded  to 
Korean  lespedeza. 

Access  to  the  river  will  be  provided  on  the  upper  end 
of  the  property  in  the  vicinity  of  Marsh  Run  where  a 
boat  landing  is  to  be  built  along  with  a  parking  lot. 
Eventually,  a  similar  boat  landing  and  parking  lot  will 
be  built  on  the  lower  end  of  the  property  along  with 
vehicular  access  to  permit  persons  using  the  River  to 
leave  the  River  on  the  lower  end  of  the  property. 

Although  plans  for  developing  the  area  are  pretty 
well  along,  they  are  a  long  way  from  being  fully  imple- 
mented. Vehicles  will  not  be  allowed  on  the  area 
itself"but  parking  areas  will  be  provided  at  convenient 
locations  along  Route  651 .  These  special  provisions  are 
necessary  because  of  the  heavy  hunting  pressure  that  is 
anticipated.  Camping,  as  in  the  case  of  all  other  Com- 
mission-owned property  is  not  permitted  because  of 
the  lack  of  sanitary  provisions  and  other  accommo- 
dations. 

The  management  of  this  newest  of  the  new  public 
hunting  area  in  Northern  Virginia  presents  a  challenge 
in  game  and  fish  management.  Its  location  and  diversity 
of  habitat  should  be  a  real  asset  to  the  hunters  and 
fishermen  of  Virginia.  At  any  rate  the  Rappahannock, 
along  with  the  G.  Richard  Thompson  and  theRapidan 
management  units  should  go  a  long  way  toward 
meeting  the  demands  for  public  outdoor  recreation  in 
the  form  of  hunting  and  fishing  in  Northern  Virginia. 


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VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


^Birdofthe^onth 


The 
Barred 

Owl 


By  J.  W.  TAYLOR 


The  barred  owl  is  author  of  some  of  the  strangest 
sounds  ever  to  issue  from  the  Virginia  woods.  One 
bird  can  sound  weird  enough,  but  when  two  (or  some- 
times three)  join  in  chorus,  or  in  overlapping  anti- 
phony,  the  result  can  be  downright  unearthly. 

Ordinarily,  the  call  of  this  owl  is  simple  enough, 
though  always  poignant,  mysterious.  There  is  a  burst  of 
deep,  resonant  hoots,  trailing  off  at  the  end.  Usually, 
there  are  eight  notes,  two  series  of  four  with  a  brief 
pause  between.  The  last  two  run  together,  a  strongly 
accented  hoot  rising  in  pitch  and  then  sliding  down  the 
scale. 

However,  when  the  birds  are  under  the  influence-of 
love,  territorial  conflict,  or  perhaps  merely  the  full 
moon-the  sound  is  transformed  into  something  un- 
canny. There  are  hisses,  laughs  and  cackles,  dog-like 
whelps  and  cat-like  screams.  One  listener  described 
them  as  demoniac  ravings.  When  two  or  more  are  to- 
gether, they  try  to  outdo  each  other.  Yet,  there  is  a 
boisterous,  mirthful  quality  to  it  all,  suggesting  that  it's 
all  in  fun. 

To  hear  such  performances,  one  must  venture  into 
heavily  wooded  country.  For,  unlike  the  screech  owl, 
the  barred  owl  is  no  suburbanite.  It  likes  the  deep 
forests,  be  they  low,  wet  bottomlands  or  high  moun- 


tain ridges.  In  Virginia  they  seem  equally  at  home  in 
both  situations,  though  farther  south  are  associated 
chiefly  with  river  swamps. 

As  is  generally  the  case  with  owls,  they  are  more 
often  heard  than  seen.  But,  once  seen,  they  are  readily 
identifiable.  There  are  no  large  "ear"  tufts  Hke  those  of 
the  great  horned,  the  other  large  owl  frequent  in  these 
parts.  The  general  coloration  is  chocolate  brown, 
spotted,  barred  and  streaked  with  whites  and  Hght 
ochres.  The  markings  are  transverse  on  the  breast, 
lengthwise  on  the  belly  and  flanks.  Dark  eyes  are  set  in 
a  large,  rounded  head. 

The  barred  owl  preys  little  on  poultry  or  game.  Small 
mammals,  particularly  mice,  form  the  bulk  of  its  diet, 
which  also  includes  reptiles,  amphibians  and  insects. 
Some  birds  are  taken  when  other,  more  favored  food  is 
scarce. 

Early  nesters,  this  owl  may  begin  courtship  activity 
in  February  and  have  a  full  clutch  of  eggs  by  mid- 
March.  The  preferred  nesting  site  is  a  natural  cavity  or 
hollowed  tree,  but  they  wUl  at  times  appropriate  old 
hawks'  and  crows'  nests.  One  pair  was  seen  to  set  up 
housekeeping  in  the  nest  of  a  grey  squirrel. 


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VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


What  to  Feed  a  Bird 


By  EMILY  GREY 


While  most  wildlife  graduate  students  worked 
diligently  in  the  field,  laboratory,  or  classroom 
during  the  winter  of  1975-76, 1  lounged  back  with  my 
binoculars  in  a  comfortable  chair  or  car  seat  and  per- 
formed the  most  enjoyable  task  of  watching  birds  eat. 
Incredible  as  it  might  seem,  no  study  to  my  knowledge 
had  been  conducted  in  the  same  manner  as  this  one. 
The  two  objectives  of  my  experiment  were:  to  deter- 
mine which  kinds  of  seeds  are  preferred  by  which 
species  of  birds,  by  counting  the  number  of  birds  by 
species  at  a  given  feeder  during  a  specific  unit  of  time; 


and  to  recommend  a  formula  for  bird  feed  mix  which 
would  yield  a  maximum  number  of  bird  clientele 
during  a  period  of  time  at  a  minimum  cost. 

At  each  of  my  three  study  sites,  two  sheets  of 
exterior  plywood  (4x8  feet)  were  elevated  on  posts  18 
inches  above  the  ground.  Initially,  16  artificial  lantern- 
type  feeders,  purchased  from  Rubbermaid  Incorpo- 
rated, Wooster,  Ohio,  were  secured  onto  the  plywood 
tables.  Feeders  were  2  feet  apart,  and  each  was  sepa- 
rated by  wooden  strips  (1x1  inch)  to  prevent  loss  of 
seed  and  mixing  of  seeds  from  adjacent  feeders.  White 


JANUARY,  1977 


27 


When  whole  peanuts  and  sunflower  were  removed  from  this 
feeder,  hluejay  visits  were  reduced  substantially. 

It  is  not  surprising  that  the  evening  grosbeak  prefers  sunflower. 
Visits  dropped  considerably  when  this  foodstuff  was  not  avail- 
able. 


The  outstanding  selection  by  cardinals  was  sunflower.  When  this 
food  was  removed,  the  cardinal  dined  o.n  combine  milo  and  to  a 
lesser  extent  on  hegari  milo. 


numbers  (1-16)  were  painted  on  top  and  on  one  side  of 
each  feeder  for  seed  identification.  Each  feeder  was 
filled  and  maintained  with  a  different  seed  type. 

Two  20-minute  observations  were  made  daily  at 
each  of  three  study  sites  beginning  one-half  hour  after 
sunrise.  Bird  use  of  food  material  was  measured  by 
recording  those  birds  seen,  by  species,  within  the  con- 
fines of  the  compartment  of  each  feeder. 

Sixteen  varieties  of  seeds  were  tested:  browntop 
millet,  German  millet,  Japanese  millet,  pearl  millet, 
proso  millet,  combine  milo,  hegari  milo,  wheat,  buck- 
wheat, oat  groats,  peanut  hearts,  whole  peanuts,  corn 
(finely  cracked),  rape,  cracked  rice  and  sunflower. 
Seeds  were  maintained  in  the  feeders  at  all  times  during 
the  experiment,  giving  birds  constant  access  to  food. 
When  the  seed  level  dropped  to  a  reference  point  on  a 
feeder,  seed  was  added  and  this  volume  was  recorded 
by  seed  types.  The  amount  of  food  material  remaining 
in  the  feeders  was  measured  at  the  end  of  each  week  to 
determine  the  volume  of  food  consumed  and/or 
wasted. 

Visits  by  red-bellied  woodpeckers,  white-breasted 
nuthatches,  Carolina  wrens,  a  brown  thrasher,  house 
finches,  American  goldfinches,  rufous-sided  towhees, 
and  a  field  sparrow  were  relatively  infrequent.  How- 
ever, data  revealed  preferences  among  certain  species. 
Red-bellied  woodpeckers,  house  finches,  and  rufous- 
sided  towhees  were  counted  most  often  at  sunflower 
seeds.  White-breasted  nuthatches  preferred  whole  pea- 
nuts while  Carolina  wrens  selected  mainly  whole 
peanuts  and  peanut  hearts. 

Cost  is  an  important  consideration  in  selecting  an 
individual  seed  type  of  mix.  Because  starlings  and 
house  sparrows  utilized  some  foods  much  more  than 
other  birds,  I  elected  to  make  comparisons  of  visits 
excluding  these  two  species. 

When  comparing  cost  per  pound,  total  visits,  and 
visits  per  cost  of  the  six  mixes  with  the  individual  seed 


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VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


EXPERIMEIMT  DATA 


BIRD  SPECIES 


FIRST  CHOICE 
(of  16  varieties 
of  seeds) ) 


SECOND  CHOICE 
(of  individual 
seed  types) 


PREFERRED  MIXES 


COMMERCIAL 
MIXES 


Mourning  Dove 

proso  millet 

buckwheat 
hegari  millet 

proso  millet 
SPC* 

HPW* 
Type  1* 

Chickadee 
Fufted  titnnouse 

sunflower 
shole  peanuts 

showed  little  preference  for  any 

other  type 

of  seed 

Starling 

peanut  hearts 

oat  groats 

corn 

corn 

House  Sparrow 

proso  millet 

German  millet 

proso  millet 
HPW* 

proso  millet 
HPW* 

Common  Crackle 

not  observed  during  first  three  phases  until  migration  into 
Blacksburg  area  during  Phase  IV 

sunflower 

Cardinal 

sunflower 

combine  milo 

sunflower 

sunflower 
Type  1 1  * 

Evening  grosbeak 

sunflower 

no  identifiable  second 
choice 

sunflower 
SPC* 

sunflower 
SPC* 

Purple  Finch 

sunflower 

no  identifiable  second 
choice 

sunflower 

sunflower 

White-crowned  sparrow 

German  millet 

this  species  sanr 

no  identifiable  second 
choice 
ipled  a  wide  variety  of  seeds 

proso  millet 
HCC*,SPC*, 

HPW* 

proso  millet 
Type  ir, 
Typer.SPC 

White-throated  sparrow 

proso  millet                          pearl  millet                      sunflower 
this  species  sampled  a  wide  variety  of  seeds 

Type  II* 

Song  Sparrow 

proso  millet 
German  millet 

proso  millet 
German  millet 

proso  millet 
German  millet 

SPC* 

SPC  —  sunflower-proso  millet-corn 

SGW  —  sunflower-German  millet-wheat 

HGC  —  hegari  milo-German  millet-corn 

HPW  —  hegari  milo-proso  millet-wheat 


*Type  I  mix    —  white  millet-red  millet  (varieties  of  proso 

millet)-  cracked  corn  -  oats  -  milo  -  sunflower 
*Type  II  mix  —  white  millet-red  millet-sunflower-whole 

peanuts-peanut  hearts-rice-canary  seed- 

milo-buckwheat 


types,  the  cost  per  pound  of  the  mixes  is  usually  less 
and  the  number  of  visits  is  higher.  When  comparing  the 
number  of  starlings  and  house  sparrows  attracted  to 
individual  seeds  and  mixes,  it  appears  that  fewer  of 
these  two  nuisance  species  were  attracted  to  certain 
mixes,  particularly  at  SPC  and  HGC.  Perhaps  it  may  be 
more  economical  to  purchase  the  individual  ingredients 
and  develop  a  mix. 

The  two  commercial  mixes  might  be  purchased  by 
persons  who  object  to  buying  individual  ingredients. 
The  Type  I  mix  is  available  locally  at  the  retail  price. 
The  analysis  indicates,  however,  that  the  Type  I  mix 
ranked  lowest  among  the  mixes  in  the  visits-per-cost 
evaluation.  The  Type  II  mix  attracted  a  sizable  number 
of  starlings  and  house  sparrows,  but  received  a  visits- 
per-cost  rating  nearly  identical  to  the  highest  rated  mix, 
SPC. 

SPC  attracted  a  maximum  number  of  birds  per  dollar 
spent.  It  attracted  14  bird  species,  a  greater  variety  of 
birds  than  the  other  mixes  and  most  of  the  individual 
seed  types,  with  the  exception  of  sunflower,  which 
attracted  15  species.  Even  though  it  contained  proso 


millet,  which  was  very  attractive  to  house  sparrows 
when  offered  alone,  SPC  was  less  appealing  to  house 
sparrows  and  starlings  than  the  other  mixes. 

On  the  basis  of  these  findings,  SPC,  consisting  per- 
haps of  50  percent  sunflower,  35  percent  proso  millet, 
and  15  percent  finely  cracked  corn,  might  be  an 
optimum  bird  seed  mix  for  Blacksburg  and  the  re- 
mainder of  Virginia.  This  optimum  mix  might  be 
subject  to  change  because  it  is  possible  that  other  un- 
tested seed  types  might  have  equal  or  greater  appeal  to 
a  maximum  number  and  species  of  birds  at  a  minimum 
cost. 

Emily  Grey  received  her  Master  of  Science 
degree  in  Wildlife  Management  in  1976  from 
Virginia  Polytechnic  Institute  and  State 
University.  Becoming  an  interpretive  naturalist 
is  her  employment  ambition.  Nonconsumptive 
wildlife,  writing  and  photography  are  among 
her  primary  interests,  and  at  a  later  time  she 
wishes  to  try  teaching.  Ms.  Grey  makes  her 
home  on  Virginia's  Eastern  Shore  in  Poplar 
Cove. 


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COM 

Trout 

By  DENNIS  ANDERSON 

In  a  time  when  man  seems  to  be  destroying  the 
earth  more  than  improving  it,  there's  always  that 
spark  of  hope  when  one  sees  man  and  nature  living 
together. 

The  Powell  river  in  Southwest  Virginia  was,  in  its 
day,  no  doubt,  a  well  balanced  cold  water  stream.  How- 
ever, around  the  turn  of  the  century  when  uncontrolled 
coal  mining  began  this  all  but  wiped  out  the  river's 
delicate  hfe  system.  Siltation  and  acidity  can,  in  a 
matter  of  hours,  ruin  a  river. 

These  early  miners  had  little  if  any  consideration  for 
the  Powell  or  those  who  would  use  it  in  the  future. 
They  simply  saw  it  as  a  kind  of  garbage  disposal.  Every- 
thing from  acid  mining  runoff  to  last  week's  trash  was 
put  into  the  Powell's  tributaries.  This  no  doubt 
destroyed  the  native  brook  trout  population  since  they 
are  very  demanding  in  their  requirements  for  survival. 
While  coal  was  bringing  "hope"  to  the  people  of  this 
area  they  were  killing  a  vital  resource. 

Not  until  as  recently  as  1966  were  any  environ- 
mental controls  put  on  coal  mining.  These  first  laws, 
inacted  by  concerned  coal  companies  and  citizens, 
were  very  weak  but  laid  the  foundation  for  future  laws. 

The  hope  is  seen  as  once  again  the  Powell  river  has 
become  suitable  for  trout. 

The  Virginia  Coal  Surface  Mining  Law  has  begun 
enforcing  ecological  safeguards  on  strip  miners.  Things 
such  as  sediment  ponds,  rocky  drains,  limestone  treat- 
ment of  acid  water  and  quick  vegetation  all  help  to 
minimize  the  adverse  effects  of  strip  mining  on  the 
Powell  river.  The  only  problem  remaining  to  be  solved 
is  the  unrestricted  mining  of  deep  mine  coal  that  also 
adversely  affects  the  Powell. 

The  Virginia  Commission  of  Game  and  Inland 
Fisheries  now  stocks  the  river  annually.  The  majority 
of  the  fish  stocked  are  rainbow  trout,  but  some  brook 
and  brown  are  put  in  also.  This  year  alone,  trout  were 
stocked  in  the  Powell  three  times.  Many  a  fisherman  in 
Southwest  Virginia,  and  even  from  Kentucky,  enjoy 
the  picturesque  views  and  the  challenge  of  trout  fishing 
on  the  Powell  river.  It's  an  encouraging  thing  to  see  a 
sportsman  pulling  out  a  nice  rainbow  and  see  a  coal 
mining  operation  all  on  the  same  river.  Maybe  there  is 
hope. 

VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


W^mmimmf^  E^®, 


Edited  by  Mel  White 


Walter  H.  Cheek,  of  Mount  Hope, 
West  Virginia,  has  owned  55  con- 
secutive out-of-state  hunting 
licenses.  Mr.  Cheek  is  optimistic 
about  the  hunting  in  Virginia.  As  he 
sees  it,  "Be  the  Lord's  will,  we'll  have 
a  good  hunt  this  year. " 


The  paintings  and  drawings  of  Miss 
Lucile  Walton  of  Danville  have 
enhanced  the  pages  of  Virginia  Wild- 
life's "In  Nature's  Garden"  page  for 
several  years.  This  fall  Dr.  Allan  A. 
Hoffman,  Commissioner,  presented 
Miss  Walton's  water  color  "Autumn 
Olive"  to  the  Garden  Club  of 
Virginia.  Pictured  are  (left  to  right): 
Mrs.  Landon  Wyatt,  President  of 
Gabriella  Garden  Club  of  Danville, 
Dr.  Allan  A.  Hoffman,  Com- 
missioner, and  Mrs.  Toy  Savage, 
President  of  the  Garden  Club  of 
Virginia.  The  painting  will  reside  at 
the  Kent-Valentine  House  in 
Richmond. 


GAME  COMMISSION  TO 
PROPOSE  FISH  AND  BOAT  LAW 
CHANGES  JANUARY  14 

The  GEime  Commission  wUl  hold  a 
public  hearing  beginning  at  9:30 
a.m.,  January  14, 1977  at  4010  West 
Broad  Street  in  Richmond.  The  main 
purpose  will  be  to  entertain  sug- 
gestions for  changes  in  the  State 
fishing  and  boating  laws.  Following 
this  regulations  for  the  1976-1977 
fiscal  year  will  be  proposed.  Recom- 
mendations for  changes  in  hunting 
and  trapping  laws  will  be  considered 
at  a  similar  hearing  February  25. 
Final  action  will  also  be  taken  on  the 
fish  and  boat  law  proposals  at  this 
time.  Persons  unable  to  attend  these 
meetings  may  submit  their  sug- 
gestions or  comments  by  mail  in 
advance. 


Dr.  Orby  Southard,  a  resident  of 
Boone,  North  Carolina,  bagged  this 
21-pound  turkey  in  Grayson  County 
during  the  1976  spring  turkey  sea- 
son. The  bird  had  a  9y2-inch  beard. 


JANUARY,  1977 


31 


Edited  by  Gail  Hackman 


CAN  A  HUMMINGBIRD  FLY  BACKWARDS? 
Yes.  A  hummingbird  flies  deep  into  flower 
tubes,  poises  there  on  beating  wings  while  it 
feeds,  and  then  shps  backward  out  of  the 
flower  in  a  straight  reverse  flight.  What  makes 
the  hummingbird  so  maneuverable?  It  can  turn 
its  wings  over. 


A  squirrel  can  use  its  plumy  tail  as  a  make-shift 
parachute.  If  it  falls  accidentally,  a  squirrel  can 
fall  50  to  60  feet  to  the  earth  without  suffering 
any  injury. 


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ANIMALS  AND  THEIR  TALES 


When  chipmunks  carry  acorns  in 
their  cheeks,  why  don't  the  nuts' 
sharp  points  scratch  them?  Because  a 
chipmunk  neatly  nips  off  acorn  tips 
before  stuffing  the  nuts  into  its 
cheek  pouches. 


Beavers  use  their  tails  for  three  things:  as  swimmin 
rudders,  to  prop  themselves  up  while  gnawing  treesi 
and  to  sound  alarm  signals  on  the  water  to  wanj 
other  beavers  of  danger. 


Philpott: 


Virginias  Toughest  Lake 


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Typical  view  of  the  cold,  clear  waters  of  Philpott  Lake. 

ByBOBGOOCH 

Tills  is  Virginia's  tougliest  lal^e."  Coming  from 
tlie  lips  of  Jimmy  Cannoy  tiiat  statement  hiad 
tlie  ring  of  credibility. 

We  were  fishing  picturesque  Philpott  Reservoir  deep 
in  the  Blue  Ridge  foothills  of  Franklin,  Henry  and 
Patrick  counties.  Jimmy,  from  nearby  Collinsville, 
fishes  the  lake  regularly.  Philpott  is  also  the  home  lake 
of  the  Henry  County  Bassmasters,  the  oldest  bass  club 
in  Virginia.  Cannoy,  a  charter  member  of  the  club, 
serves  as  vice-president.  But  Jimmy  knows  the  lake  well 
and  we  were  catching  bass.  "Claytor  Lake  is  the  second 
toughest,"  he  added. 

It  was  a  cool,  clear  morning  in  early  May,  the  down- 
hill slope  of  the  peak  of  the  spring  bass  fishing  Philpott. 
Jimmy  feels  April  is  the  top  month  on  the  deep 
mountain  reservoir,  but  he  also  likes  to  fish  it  in 
November. 

Philpott  Lake  is  one  of  the  oldest  of  a  series  of  reser- 
voirs along  the  Roanoke  River  Basin.  Others  are  Smith 
Mountain,  Leesville,  Buggs  Island,  and  Gaston  in 
Virginia  and  Roanoke  Rapids  in  North  Carolina.  Both 
Buggs  Island  and  Gaston  straddle  the  Virginia-North 
Carolina  border. 

Philpott,  named  for  the  Henry  County  village  of 
Philpott  a  few  miles  downstream  from  the  lake,  was 
authorized  as  a  U.  S.  Army  Corps  of  Engineers  flood 
control  project  by  the  Congress  of  1944.  Construction 
of  the  dam  was  started  in  1948  and  completed  in  1953. 

JANUARY,  1977 


The  sparkling  3,000-acre  lake  is  15  miles  long  and 
boasts  a  100-mile  winding  shoreline  that  dips  in  and  out 
of  hundreds  of  deep,  narrow  coves.  The  crowns  of 
flooded  hills  form  Deer  and  Turkey  Islands  in  the  broad 
lower  section  of  the  lake. 

With  a  220-foot  dam  the  lake  has  many  acres  of  deep 
water,  a  major  factor  contributing  to  its  tough  fishing 
reputation.  And  draining  the  forested  Blue  Ridge 
Mountains  and  foothills,  the  water  is  crystal  clear, 
another  feature  that  bugs  the  angler. 

We  kicked  off  our  fishing  that  bright  spring  morning 
by  tossing  surface  and  shallow  running  lures  to  one  of 
Jimmy's  pet  shorelines.  "The  surface  fishing  is  good 
this  time  of  year,"  he  said  as  we  worked  the  forested 
shoreline,  dropping  our  lures  hard  by  fallen  trees, 
debris  and  other  available  cover. 

My  partner  got  the  first  action,  a  spunky  little  large- 
mouth  bass  that  leaped  clear  of  the  sparkling  water  and 
threw  the  lure.  Jimmy  hooked  and  lost  several  others 
before  I  finally  got  a  taste  of  the  action.  Somehow  I 
held  onto  my  fish,  and  a  14-incher  went  into  the  live 
well  of  Jimmy's  bass  boat. 

Most  bass  fishermen  like  slightly  colored  water, 
water  that  conceals  them  from  the  fish.  This  is  a 
condition  that  rarely  exists  in  clear  mountain  lakes. 
Getting  within  casting  range  of  the  fish  without 
spooking  them  is  a  major  problem  and  one  that  contri- 
butes to  the  tough  quality  of  the  mountain  fishing. 

The  fish  were  near  the  surface  that  May  morning  on 
Philpott,  and  when  they  are  hitting  well  on  the  top  they 


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present  no  real  problems  —  except  for  being  difficult  to 
approach  in  the  gin -clear  water. 

The  weather  can  be  a  help  here.  For  example,  a  Ught 
breeze  that  ripples  the  surface  breaks  up  the  angler's 
outline,  though  the  boat  may  be  hard  to  control  in  a 
stiff  wind.  A  light  rain  can  be  better  as  it  pelts  the 
surface  —  again  breaking  up  the  angler's  outline. 
Another  solution  is  to  fish  during  the  dawn  and  dusk 
hours  when  the  visibility  is  poor  —  or  at  night. 

The  clear  water  calls  for  light  tackle  and  thin  lines. 
Longer  rods  and  lighter  lines  permit  longer  casts  and 
the  light  line  is  less  visible  to  the  fish. 

Many  anglers  fish  the  deep,  clear  lakes  with  ultralight 
tackle  and  lines  in  the  4  to  6-pound  class  as  opposed  to 
the  18  to  20-pound  lines  many  bassmen  prefer.  Also 
important  to  mountain  lake  fishing  are  lighter  lures  —  4 
to  6-inch  plastic  worms,  and  ^4-ounce  crank  and  spinner 
baits.  I  found  a  light  Rapala  effective  on  those  Phil  pott 
bass.  Lures  should  be  of  subtle  colors.  Natural  finishes 
are  good.  The  clear  water  gives  the  bass  an  opportunity 
for  a  critical  look  at  the  lure.  Smoke,  clear  and  light 
blue  worms  are  best  in  clear  water  —  and  they  should  be 
small  as  indicated  earlier. 

Another  key  to  success  in  the  deep  lakes  is  locating 
key  structure  in  shallow  water  —  and  there  is  precious 
little  such  water.  The  paucity  of  shallow  water  can 
work  to  the  angler's  advantage,  however,  as  it  forces  the 
bass  to  concentrate.  "Ninety  percent  of  the  water  in  a 
mountain  lake  is  no  good  to  a  bass,"  one  bassing  friend 
told  me. 

Jimmy  Cannoy  and  I  concentrated  our  efforts  along 
the  shoreline  where  there  is  a  minimum  of  shallow 
water.  We  didn't  try  anything  else  for  the  simple  reason 
that  the  action  was  good  near  the  shore. 

Most  mountain  reservoirs  feature  small  mountain 
peaks  or  hills  barely  covered  by  the  impounded  waters, 
and  these  usually  hold  fish.  Topographic  maps  of  the 
lake,  or  depth  finders  help  the  angler  locate  them. 

Cannoy,  a  vocational  teacher  in  the  Henry  County 
school  system,  Hkes  to  fish  at  night  during  the  hot 
summer  months.  Then  he  prefers  such  noisy  surface 
lures  as  jitterbugs,  or  black  worms  and  spinnerbaits  for 
fishing  deep. 

In  many  mountain  lakes  live  minnows  or  other 
natural  baits  produce  most  of  the  fish  —  and  often  the 
very  largest.  While  some  anglers  fish  natural  baits  off 
the  points  or  permit  them  to  sink  slowly  along  the  steep 
rocky  banks,  others  drift  them  just  above  the  bottom  in 
water  20  to  30  feet  deep. 

In  addition  to  minnows,  crawfish,  spring  lizards, 
salamanders,  leeches  and  grubs  of  various  kinds  will 
take  both  largemouth  and  smallmouth  bass. 

Heavy  spring  rains  often  muddy  the  coves  and  upper 
stretches  of  Philpott  and  otherTnountain  lakes,  and 
when  this  happens  the  bass  angler  can  resort  to  the 
methods  he  is  more  accustomed  to  using  so  successfully 
in  the  lowland  lakes. 


Author  Bob  Gooch  with  a  stringer  of  Philpott  Lake  bass. 

While  Philpott  may  be  the  toughest  lake  in  the  state 
to  fish  it  is  probably  the  best  with  respect  to  fishing 
facilities  and  accommodations.  Both  boat  docks  and 
ramps  are  excellent  and  well  spaced.  Parking  space  for 
automobiles  and  boat  trailers  is  spacious. 

Ramps  are  located  all  around  the  lake  from  Bowens 
Creek  near  the  dam  to  Runnett  Bag  near  the  head- 
waters of  the  long,  narrow  lake.  The  Twin  Ridge 
Marina,  a  Corps  of  Engineers  Concessionaire,  offers 
boat  and  motor  rentals.  There  are  at  least  a  dozen 
campgrounds  on  the  lake,  most  of  which  are  operated 
by  the  Corps  of  Engineers. 

Unlike  so  many  flood  control  reservoirs  there  is 
limited  draw  down  of  the  surface  level  of  Philpott, 
usually  only  2  to  3  feet. 

In  addition  to  the  approximately  3,000  acres  of 
water  which  may  spread  to  4,000  at  flood  stage,  the 
Corps  of  Engineers  owns  approximately  7,000  acres  of 
the  surrounding  land,  most  of  which  is  open  to  hunting 
and  other  recreational  pursuits. 

Jimmy  Cannoy  and  I  found  the  largemouth  bass  the 
most  cooperative  that  May  day,  possibly  because  we 
were  fishing  mostly  on  the  top,  but  the  lake  is  equally 
as  good  for  smallmouth  bass.  In  fact  the  lake  gives  up 
few  citation  largemouth  bass,  but  lunker  Philpott 
smallmouths  are  conspicuous  among  the  fish  entered  in 
the  citation  program  of  the  Commission  of  Game  and 
Inland  Fisheries.  As  of  this  writing  a  6-pound,  1-ouncer 
taken  in  April  holds  second  place  in  the  1976  contest. 

Philpott  also  holds  good  brown  and  rainbow  trout, 
and  trout  are  stocked  annually  in  the  cool  mountain 
waters.  Most  trout  anglers  troll  deep  or  fish  at  night 
using  natural  baits.  Bluegills,  crappie  and  other  panfish 
round  out  a  rich  variety  of  fishing. 

Tough  and  challenging,  but  a  joy  to  fish  —  that's 
Philpott  Lake. 


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VIRGINIA  WILDLIFE 


V       Edited  by  Jim  Kerrick 


WINTERIZING  YOUR  BOAT  — 
MOTOR -TRAILER 

Now  is  the  time  for  all  skippers  to 
check  to  insure  that  all  equipment  is 
ready  for  the  off  season.  If  you  are 
storing  your  rig  at  home  here  are  a 
few  reminders  that  could  save  you 
money  and  em  harassment. 

1.  Remove  the  drain  plug  so 
water  will  not  remain  in  the  bottom 
of  the  boat. 

2.  Block  up  the  tongue  of  your 
trailer  so  the  bow  is  higher  than  the 
stem. 

3.  If  you  cover  your  boat  with  a 
tarp  be  sure  there  is  a  free  flow  of  £dr 
throughout  the  boat. 

4.  Remove  all  anchor  Hnes  and 
personal  flotation  devices  from  the 
boat  and  store  them  in  a  dry  place. 

5.  Check  the  keel  of  your  boat 
for  builtup  dirt  and  grime.  If  any  is 
evident  remove  and  give  the  hull  a 
good  coating  of  wax. 

6.  Check  your  steering  controls 
and  if  dry,  grease  them  with  an  all 
weather  grease. 

7.  Remove  and  drain  the  gasoline 
tanks  from  the  boat  and  store  them 
in  a  dry  place.  Fixed  tanks  should  be 
drained. 

Add  gear  lubricant  recommended  through 
the  filler  hole  in  the  lower  gear  case. 


8.  Start  your  motor  without 
hookup  to  your  tanks  and  run  all  of 
the  gasoline  out  of  the  motor.  Con- 
tact your  marine  dealer  and  obtain 
an  additive  that  can  be  put  in  the 
motor  to  keep  the  motor  from 
freezing  up. 

9.  Be  sure  that  the  lower  unit  of 
your  motor  is  full  of  grease. 

An  occasional  coating  of  corrosion  and 
rust  preventive  will  help  keep  saltwater 
corrosion  from  dulling  the  finish.  The  stern 
drive  lower  unit  is  usually  underwater  all 
the  time  the  boat  is  afloat;  therefore,  it 
should  receive  an  extra-good  coating. 


10.  Remove  the  sparkplug  wires 
from  the  spark  plugs. 

11.  Use  touch-up  paint  to  cover 
any  rust  spots  you  may  find  on  your 
motor  housing. 

12.  Blockup  your  trailer  so  the 
weight   of   your   boat,    motor   and 


Lubricate  the  outboard  motor  swivel  pin 
with  anti-corrosion  grease  for  greater  pro- 
tection from  saltwater  corrosion. 


trailer  is  not  concentrated  on  the 
trailer  tires. 

13.  Remove   and   repack   your 
trailer  wheels. 

14.  Sandpaper  and  repaint  rusted 
spots  on  the  trailer. 

15.  Check  your  electrical  wiring 
on  the  trailer.  If  frayed,  replace. 


KNOW  the  GREAT 


Although  the  fear  of  the  BLACK  Wl  DOW  spider  has 
in  recent  years,  authorities  still  consider  its  bite  as  or 
seriously.  In  1935,  a  great  scare  swept  the  American 
Stories  were  told  and  printed  that  brought  her  a  not( 
deserved.  I  was  a  scout-age  boy  then.  When  friends  ■ 
would  thank  their  good  fortune  that  this  "killer  didn 
area,  he  delighted  in  having  me  show  them  this  she-di 
them.  This  is  the  odd  thing  about  our  relationship  w 
gal;  few  of  us  realize  that  most  of  us  have  come  withi 
her  many,  many  times. 


Immature  Female 
Enlarged  4  to  6  times 


The  red  hour  glass  on  her  tummy  is  her 
famous  identifying  mark.  Old  timers  used 
to  say  "that's  how  long  she  gives  you  to 
live."  That's  not  true.   If  bitten,  see  a 
doctor,  you  may  be  quite  ill  but  you're 
not  going  to  die.  Probably  because  we  don't 
look  much  like  an  insect,  it's  even  difficult 
to  induce  her  to  bite  a  human.   Miss  Muffet 
could  sit  down  beside  her  for  days  and 
never  be  bitten. 


She  may  be  found  in  dark  cool  places  from 
southern  Canada  southward;  more  frequently 
in  the  south.   Look  for  her.  .  .  . 


Male 

Enlarged  4  to  6  t 


She's  a  widow  because  she  eats  her  husband.  The  daughter 
resembles  her  father  until  she's  mature.  The  male  is  much 
smaller  and  his  bite  is  believed  to  be  harmless  to  humans. 
Spiders  are  arachnids,  not  insects. 


Look  under  garden  vegetables 
that  lie  on  the  ground. 


In  the  corners  and  under  things  in  the 
cellar  and  out  buildings.    Look  under 
boards,  logs,  rocks,  objects  that  lie 
on  the  ground. 


J^^ 


A  fellow  who  knows  the 
great  outdoors  never  puts 
his  hand  where  he  hasn't 
first  looked.